Chapter 3
I'm Looking For Kim Crawford
Kim's P.O.V.
Ricky Weaver was in our dojo! He was arguing with Rudy.
"I'm looking for Kim Crawford!" Ricky yelled.
"She's not here!" Rudy shouted.
"Rudy!" I said.
"Quiet Kim!" He exclaimed.
"RUDY!" I shouted.
"WHAT KIM?" Rudy screamed. "Oh, Kim, hey," Rudy blushed.
"You must be Kim," Ricky smiled.
"You're. You're. You're," I started. I was so shocked I couldn't even finish one sentence.
"Hi Kim, I'm Ricky," He said.
"You're, you're, you're here in our dojo!" I exclaimed.
"Ya, I thought I should meet the winner before the concert," He smiled.
"I can't believe you're here!" I said.
"Kim, if it's ok with you, I would like to take you up onstage and have you dance with me during the concert."
"Me?Dance with you?" I asked.
"I'll see you tonight, wear something pretty," He said.
Jack's P.O.V.
I was pretty mad that Kim was going to dance with Ricky Weaver. I mean, I'm her boyfriend. Also, I didn't really trust Ricky there was something off about him.
"I gotta go, I'll see you later Ricky," She smiled and ran off.
"What a doll," Ricky smirked. "Anyways I gotta go."
Ricky turned to leave but saw people outside the dojo with cameras.
"Oh great, the paparazzi are here," Ricky groaned. "How did they know I was here?"
"You have a limo parked in the parking lot with a license plate that says weavermobile," I pointed out.
"I have to go," He said and put his sunglasses on and tried to get away from the crowd.
Eventually I helped him get rid of the paparazzi and they ran.
"You saved my life! Do you like cheeseburgers?" He asked.
