Okay guys; please don't kill me for being so late with this chapter. I'm SO SORRY! I meant to update, I really did. But the worst thing in the world happened to me: WRITER'S BLOCK. I couldn't write anything at all! Then I was sitting in class on yesterday, and this just hit me. I don't get it.

Anyway, thanks to anyone who's reviewed and anyone who still had faith that I would update.

Oh, and for those who are fans of my songfics, I'm afraid I'm done with those. Some jerk put me on his author alert list just so that he could report my songfics. You know who you are, so not cool dude.

But don't worry, my brother and sister have kindly given me their accounts that they no longer use and I will post the songfics on their accounts. If you want to know their names, just ask in a review and I'll PM you as soon as I can, but I will not post it where everyone can see so that it'll be less likely they'll get reported by the same guy.

Anyway, as per usual, I do not own Kickin it, but I own this plot so no stealing!

Jack

Kim

Milton

Jerry

Kim's POV

"This is so boring." I thought to myself, doodling on the edge of my paper. I had finished the assigned work ten minutes beforehand and I had absolutely nothing to do. It was last period on a Friday, in early February, so I obviously couldn't wait to leave. Suddenly, a crumpled up piece of paper hit my desk.

So, what do you think of the substitute teacher?

I smiled as I recognized Jack's handwriting. Making sure the teacher wasn't looking, I wrote my reply quickly.

Mr Victor? He's okay. Kinda boring thought. Actually this entire class is boring.

I looked at Jerry, who sat behind me. I handed him the paper. "it's for Jack." I whispered. He nodded and passed it down to Milton who passed it to Jack. I got his reply a few minutes later.

Well, this IS history class.

I giggled slightly, then saw something at the bottom.

Wait! This is history class? I thought we were in math!

I rolled my eyes and wrote some instructions on a piece of paper.

Don't read our notes Jerry.

I handed it to Jerry with a glare. He wrote something, then the paper was stolen by Milton, who wrote something then passed it up to me. It read:

Why not?

I'm with Jerry. If you didn't want us to read your notes, you shouldn't have made us delivery boys.

With a glare going back to the boys, I wrote back quickly.

It's not my fault that the teacher moved Jack after we got caught passing notes last month.

Jerry chuckled, then stopped after a suspicious look from Mr. Victor. He passed the paper back to me.

Actually, it kinda is…

I glared at him again.

Guys, but out.

Milton rolled his eyes when he saw the paper.

What's the magic word?

I made sure to hit him in the head with the paper the next time.

SCRAM MILTON

Yes M'am

Is what he replied. Looking at Jack to make sure he knew the note was for him, I wrote my message and had Milton pass it back again.

ANYWAY, Mr. Victor + history=BORING

I know. What did Milton want?

Nothing much. Just to annoy me

Oh, hey do you think they're going to cancel the afternoon buses?

Why would they?

Do you NOT see the giant snow storm outside?

There's no snowstorm HOLY CRAP! THAT'S A LOT OF SNOW

No, really?

Shut up.

Anyway, do you think they're going to cancel buses?

Maybe, but what do they expect us to do? Walk?

My mom can pick us both up if you want.

Sure, that's be great

Oh, by the way, did you hear what happened in religion class with Mrs. B?

No, what? Wait didn't something happen yesterday? You were late for practice

Yeah, that's because some kid glued Haydon's paper to his desk and Mrs. B FLIPPED!

Are you serious?

Yeah, no one confessed, so we had to stay late. No one's confessed yet, but we all know that it was Jayden.

Whoa

Yeah, she insulted whoever did it (she doesn't know) for half an hour. Apparently they're cowardly, stupid, and have problems.

Wow, just wow. She needs anger management.

We know. It's crazy. Speaking of which, I have detention again after school along with everyone in my class because Jayden's not confessing and no one wants to be the one to rat him out.

Good luck.

"Kim, can you come here for a moment?" Mr. Victor called to me. I smiled apologetically at Jack as I got up, promising myself that we'd finish the conversation later, after his detention.

xXx

So, what do you guys think? Please review and again, so sorry about the lateness of this. I'll do better, I promise. There's gonna be a sequel to this drabble, but I'm not entirely sure what to do with it, so bear with me. Please review and tell me what you think!