A/N: Well hello there! I was going to upload this Saturday, but I've been doing homework for like five hours and I need to do something else before I explode!

Onto the the story!


Chapter Three

Old "Friends"


KIM

"Your not the best ninja, Kiwi. . . ." Jack said to me rolling his eyes at me. I stuck my tongue out recalling the events that had had happened seconds ago. I was trying to sneak past him so I wouldn't have to sit at "the table". I had tried going through the lunch room and exiting threw the other entrance. Little did I know, that the other entrance was directly behind Jack's table. I had frozen on the spot and tried to quietly walk past, but unfortunately, Jerry had seen me the second I appeared and had been maintaining eye contact.

It still could have sneaked past but Jerry just had to say "Oh, he Kiwi! Were you taking a shortcut?" the sad part is, he truly did think that I was "taking a shortcut". Jack had immediately turned around and rolled his eyes "Crawford. Here. Sit. Now." I gave him a pouty look, but he just got out of his chair, grabbed a hold of my shoulders and sat me down at the table in between him and Brody Carlson.

I crossed my arms tightly and frowned while Jack made a whole speech about "How to be a Proper Ninja". I tuned out what he saying right after "You see the key is. . . ." thenI just kept muttering "Mmm-hmm" for about five minutes.

It wasn't until about a minute ago that I realized everyone was staring at me. Everyone's eyes were wide. jaws were dropped, eyes were narrowed and glaring from the girls who were obsessed with Jack. So basically, half of the girls in our school. Though, there was one particular girl who managed to catch my attention.

Lindsay Cross.

Her jaw was dropped and she was sending me daggers. Lindsay Cross and I have been enemies since fourth grade. She had been the new girl that had come in the middle of that year. I had shown her around and we were average friends for the first month she was there. Then we just started gradually disliking each other. By eighth grade we were arch enemies.

She's the biggest reason of my unpopularity, but not the only reason. I wonder what she's thinking now? I turn my head to Jack "You said you wanted to make Lindsay jealous?" I ask getting his attention

"Yeah, why?" I smirk.

"This is a golden opportunity." he looks over at Lindsay and smirks. Then the next thing he does makes the whole cafeteria stop and stare. I'm not even kidding, every eye was on us and no one made a sound other than gasps.

It was as if time had slowed down. I had smiled at Lindsay and waved to her as well, but them . . . BOOM! A bomb went off. He grabbed me and kissed me. I felt butterflies explode in my stomach, and I couldn't stop smiling, I think I even giggled a little. Giggled! That's when I noticed all the staring. Brody, Carson, and Jerry stared in shock, along with pretty much everyone else in the cafeteria. I could feel my cheeks heating up, and no matter how hard I tried, I just would not stop smiling!. I was caught up in the moment.

I looked over at Lindsay. Her cheeks were red from anger and her knuckles were turning white from clenching her fists so tightly. I put my arm around Jack and he put his arm around my waist. Lindsay's jaw dropped and she squeezed the juice she was holding so hard the it spilled all over her dress and face.

I put a hand over my mouth to stop myself from laughing. "EWWW!" she screeched as she ran out the door. I looked over at Jack and smiled. I'm not sure how long we stood there just gazing into each others eyes, but we didn't stop until the bell rang.

There was very little talking though, Maybe a couple of mutters about the kiss, but other than that, petty much nothing.

So I had nearly jumped ten feet when the bell had rang. I bit my lip and awkwardly said "Bye" before running out of the cafeteria for my next class. Even when I walked through the halls, people were staring. I wasn't used to this much attention. The only attention I got before today was Lindsay Cross occasional scowl at me in the hallways. Now, everyone was staring and muttering things as I rushed past them.

Even when class had began, I don't think anyone was totally focused. It was starting to freak me out, I wanted to shout. "Jack Brewer and I kissed! GET OVER IT!" but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I tried to focus on my work, but it wasn't working with all the staring and questions popping up in my head. Finally gave up and started to think about the events earlier today.

Did I like Jack? Why'd he kiss me? Did he like me? Actually I knew the answers to all three questions.. I don't like Jack, he's just using me to get Lindsay jealous. I can't fall for him, he'd just break my heart. . . . Jack kissed me because . . . well, he wanted to get Lindsay jealous. He didn't have to kiss me though. He could've just put his arm around me or something. The only thing kissing did was make me the center of attention in the school and make thing super awkward between Jack and I. As for the third question, it's obviously no. The only reason he kissed me, stared at me, and had me sit with him was to get Lindsay jealous. That's the only reason we've become acquaintances. He doesn't like me, and most definitely do not like him.

By the time I got things sorted out, the teacher was already handing out tonights homework. I sigh, now I'll have to teach myself the days lesson! I practically ran from class to class the rest of the, day avoiding any talk with anyone. Even doing that though, it felt like the day was a zillion hours longer. I guess all things must come to an end eventually, right? I'm assuming that the same thing will happen when Jack finally decides that making me popular is useless and a waste of his time. I mean, popular is a foreign word to me! Did he truly think there was even a possibility of this happening. Probably not . . . I think sighing, I'm just another one of his shiny new toys. . . .

I was so caught up in thinking that I didn't notice the person in front of me until it was too late. Their papers, along with mine, went flying everywhere. I started grabbing at the papers that looked familiar until finally looking up at the person. Great, just my luck. It was the one and only Jack Brewer.

"Sorry. . . ." I mutter as I help him pick up the last his things. He smirked.

"It's fine, Kiwi. Hey, how about you come over to my place for a bit?" I gawp at him. Could this week get any weirder?! "Kiwi?" I look up at him.

I smile, "It's a date!"

"So were dating now?" he asks wiggling his eyebrows. I roll my eyes.

"Oh put a sock in it Brewer!" I laugh as we walk out the school, receiving several stares before finally exiting the school.


JACK

I think Kiwi was getting a little creeped out at me staring at her. She keeps shooting me glances nervously, as if expecting me to turn away when she catches me staring. If I did turn away, then she would think I liked her or something. . . . which I don't.

I sigh and turn away. I wasn't even sure why I was staring at her, she was just so . . . mesmerizing. I'm gonna lie either, she's definitely pretty. At least if you take away her style, geekiness, and the mask she was hiding herself with.

"Kiwi?" I ask suddenly, not even sure why I spoke. She gritted her teeth, I frowned. Did she hate her name? I mean, she always got annoyed whenever I said it.

"What do you want?" she asks despite her obvious annoyance.

"Uh . . ." I start. What did I want? There was an awkward silence, so I was glad when my phone rang. "Sorry . . . hello?" I answered as we continued walking.

"Is it true?" someone blurted out as soon as I had answered. It was Grace Mitchell. We had met in ninth grade, after she become part of the popular crowd. Before that, I had never heard of her.

"What?" I asked, completely bewildered.

"Gosh, you're so slow! Is it true that Brett and Lindsay were . . . you know. . . ." I bit my lip. Brett is her boyfriend. Oops, my bad, I meant was.

"Yeah. . . ." I could almost see her start to tear up. She and Brett had started dating the summer before high school started. I honestly felt bad, she and Brett were way closer than Lindsay and I. "I'm sorry. . . ." I mutter awkwardly.

"It's fine. I was kind of expecting that to be your answer. I've been in Paris all week . . . so I have had like no contact with anyone. . . . then today I came back and there were stories . . . and, I'm rambling, aren't I?" she laughs a little.

"Yeah. Well if you want you can come over. I can order pizza?"

"You sure? I mean, it'll be the two of us alone in your entire house. . . ." she says awkwardly.

'It's fine. Besides, we won't be alone" I say looking over at Kiwi.

"Alright. I'll see you in a bit. Bye" she says before the line goes dead, and everything goes silent again as Kiwi and I turn on my street.

"This shouldn't be so awkward! We need something to talk about!" Kiwi says exasperated as I start fumbling with my keys.

"You're right. What do you wanna talk about Kiwi?" I ask as we finally reach my house. I open up the door and walk in. The door nearly shuts before Kiwi quickly grabs it, nearly smashes her fingers.

"Wow, such a gentleman . . ." she mutters "Nice house. . . ." I raise my eyebrows.

"Can we talk about something other than that?"

"Fine . . . who was your first crush?" Kiwi asks grinning at me. I bite my lip and take a seat on the couch.

"So, yeah, my house is pretty nice, huh?" Kiwi chuckles and rolls her eyes.

"Come on Jack! Tell me!" I sigh.

"Fine." I say, before we fall into silence again. I started thinking about my first crush. It was before I had even met Jerry, which meant it was in kindergarden. It was this really -

"Well . . . ?" I blush realizing how big of an idiot I must've looked like.

"Oh, right!" I respond stupidly "Well it was in kindergarden. . . ." Kiwi immediately shakes her head.

"Five years old and you were already chasing a girl. Anyways go on, maybe I'll recognize her." At first I was confused, but then I remembered Kiwi and I have been in classes together forever. "Was she in our class?' I nod.

"Well anyway, she had honey blond hair and brown eyes. I remember on the first day of school we were painting, she painted panda, and I just painted her because I couldn't stop staring at her. I don't think she knew it was her though, considering it looked like a clown with yellow hair. That entire year, everything I did was to try and impress her." I say smiling.

"What'd you do?" Kiwi asked, obviously still interested.

"While, everyday at recess I'd do something stupid in front of her like dance or wink. Then at lunch I'd always give her my Cheetos because I knew that was her favorite. Then, I'd dedicate all my assignments to her. I know I was a dork and kind of a stalker, but she was beautiful. At least, for a toddler. I bet she's a goddess now. . ."

"Do you remember her name?" I frown.

"No, I always just called her pretty girl. Do you remember her?" I asked hopefully. She hesitated.

'Uh, no. I don't think I remember her. . . ." Kiwi smiled at me as she went to sit down, but she never got the chance because the doorbell rang. "I'll get it" she said with a smile before stalking. As I get up to follow her, I wonder if she and Grace know each other, because from what she told me, we had known each other since kindergarden, too.

I just hope that if they do, they're friends, or else dinners gonna be a little awkward. . . ..


KIM

I smiled as Jack finished his story. Not only was he so happy when he talked about his first crush, but his first crush, was me. Me, the nerd that he didn't recognize. Me, the one he smiled just thinking about. Plus, he technically he called me a goddess. "Do you remember he name?"

"No, I always just called her pretty girl. Do you remember her?" he asked hopefully. I hesitate, should I tell him? No, that'll just make things awkward, this could just be my secret. I'm sure he'll figure it out eventually anyway. . . .

"Uh, no. I don't think I remember her. . . ." I go to sit down, but the doorbell interrupts me and I immediately pop back up "I'll get it" I hear Jack get up to follow me.. I open the door and the smile immediately leaves my face.

"Grace?" I ask slightly disgusted.

"Kim? Kim Crawford?" Grace asks in disbelief.

"NO, it's Kim Kardashian!" she sticks her tongue out at me.

"What are you doing her? Aren't you -"

"A loser? Yeah, well I guess that's what happens when your best friend turns against you and stabs you in the back! Things have changed though, but you wouldn't know because were not friends!" I scream angrily. Jack walks up to the door.

"What's going on?" he asks cluelessly.

"What's she doing here?" I sneer.

"What am I doing here? What's she doing here?" Grace asks, narrowing her eyes.

"So, you two know each other?" Jack asks giving a sheepish smile. Grace and I both glare at him before continuing to glare at each other. Grace was another reason for my unpopularity. Right before high school she ditched me for popularity and Brett. Look where that got her though, Brett cheated on her and she wasn't even that popular!

"Unfortunately" we both mutter at the same time as each other. That's when everything goes crazy.

"You are such a -'

"I can't believe you -"

"- stupid know-it-all, -"

"- were such an awful 'friend', -"

"- can't you just get over it?"

"- why did you ditch me?"

We continued glaring at each other, daring the other to make the next move. The tension was so thick iI wouldn't be able to cut it with a knife.

"So . . . we still on for pizza?"


A/N: THAT'S A WRAP EVERYONE!

Wow, a lot happened in this chapter. Kind of =/. Hope you enjoyed though! ^.^ Oh and I need to know, do you guys prefer Jace (Jerry/Grace) or Jika (Jerry/Mika)? Personally I like Jika, but if you guys want Jace in this story than so be it! One of them shall prevail! Let me know in your reviews, I really want to know what you all prefer! So everyone review ad tell me!

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