A/N: Okay so… Some people keep leaving reviews saying that I shouldn't continue because this story is too sad and they don't want a story about Jack and Kim falling apart on here? Or something like that?

So I wanna say—things get worse before they get better. And as I said in the last chapter, this is a Kick story. This is in the romance category for a reason. I don't wanna ruin the end for y'all, but I do enjoy happy endings.

But they are fourteen. And relationships can get complicated, and for someone that age it can be a lot to deal with. I mean, I'm sixteen and I know I couldn't handle being in a relationship. Especially with what happened between them, which will be revealed eventually. So just keep in mind they are still young.

But anyway: I SHIP JACK AND KIM. I LOVE JACK AND KIM. EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.

So I'm posting this chapter, and just leave a review telling me if y'all still don't want me to continue after reading all that I just wrote :)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kickin' It or any of these characters.

Chapter 4

Two Weeks After

Kim and I hadn't talked since our last practice when she ran out, and it sucked. She was my best friend and I hadn't spoken to her in a week. I missed her, honestly. But I couldn't let her know that.

I'd been watching her at school (she didn't even look at me anymore) and she was starting to only talk to the other cheerleaders. She wasn't even talking to Eddie or Milton or Jerry. It was like she just became a new person.

In English, she had started talking to the guy who sits in front of her. His name was Taylor. He was taller than me, tanner than me, and—as much as I hated to admit it—he had better hair than me. He was on the football team too, and it surprised me that Kim would go for someone like that. She'd always told me she hated jocks. She said they were all idiots. I guess she changed her mind.

Anyway, I hated Taylor.

My friends were noticing how much time she spent with him too, and that made things a lot worse because they wouldn't shut up about it.

"Uh-oh Jack, don't look behind you," Jerry said, looking over my shoulder at lunch one day.

Of course I did look behind me because when someone tells you not to that's the first thing you do.

And it was Taylor and Kim, going through the lunch line together while they looked at each other like they were in love. It made me sick, but I was trying to show my friends that I didn't care what Kim was doing, so I didn't let it show.

I turned back to Jerry and shrugged. "So?"

"So? Your girl's with some other guy! Doesn't that bother you?"

I rolled my eyes. "She's not my girl, Jerry. She's just… a girl."

"Ugh," Milton groaned, sitting his milk down on the table. "When are you gonna tell us what happened between you two? We're your best friends. We should know."

"Yeah, Jack. And Kim was your best friend until, like, two weeks ago. For some reason. You can't just pretend nothing happened because obviously something did," Eddie said.

"Good point! Also, now Kim won't talk to us either and… I miss her!" Jerry admitted sadly, crossing his arms. "She was the best looking friend I had. I used her to make other girls jealous all the time."

"Well I'm sorry you don't get to use Kim anymore, Jerry. That's a shame," I said sarcastically, standing up and picking up my tray.

"Where are you going?" Milton asked.

"Warren's room to make up a quiz. Might as well do it now. I'm not hungry and you guys are annoying," I replied.

I put my tray away and left the lunch room, pretending not to notice Kim sitting down with Taylor at the table right by the door.

Outside the lunchroom I ran straight into Lindsay, bumping my head with hers.

"Ow!" She exclaimed, taking a step backwards.

"Oh God! Sorry Lindsay! Are you all right?" I asked her, putting my hand on her shoulder.

She looked up, realizing it was me and smiled. "Oh yeah. I'm fine, Jack. Don't even worry about it," she told me in a tone I could only describe as flirty.

And then I got an idea.

If Kim was moving on to someone else, I could too. If she was over me, I was over her.

"Glad I bumped into you though," I said, leaning closer to her and talking to her in the same tone she talked to me in. "I'd been meaning to ask you something, actually. Do you wanna see a movie with me Friday?" I asked her quite confidently, sort of knowing she would say yes. Lindsay had been into me for a while.

A huge smile broke out across her face. "Sure! That sounds like fun!"

"Great. I'll text you!"

I pulled my phone out and handed it to her. She put her number in and that was that. It was all set. I had a date with Lindsay.

When she walked away from me, though, I realized that I didn't actually like Lindsay and I might have made a mistake. But oh well. I was becoming the King of Mistakes and I figured I should own it.

At practice that day Kim never even showed up, which just made things worse at the dojo.

Everyone was questioning me, and yelling at me, and blaming me (which, yes, it was my fault, but I still didn't like when everyone pointed that out). Rudy told me (in private) that I had better make up with Kim because she was just as crucial to the dojo as I was.

Everyone was pissed at me, including me. And I knew they were all right. We needed Kim back and I was the only one who could get her back.

A/N: Kinda short chapter because I'm not sure how y'all are feeling about the story right now! Let me know :)

Reminder though, to some of the reviewers, if you don't like the story that is your opinion. You don't have to read it!