okay, this ones a bit random but I needed them to move to the wasabi dojo. Plus rudy so had to be added to the story. Still not a skater though so my lingo is really bad.

CHAPTER 4

My heart was going a mile a minute while I leaned on the skateboard for support. I had never had a crush on a guy before because none of them would talk to me. Sometimes what gave me the most satisfaction was that they would run away with a scared look on their face. This was completely new and something I would have to deal with around him. I decided to tell Bella, because I knew I could trust her even though she was so close to her brother. I snatched the falafel and paid for it and it the road again.

When I got back home, I managed a pretty good kickflip before I grabbed the board and ran inside. I quickly pulled my helmet off of my head and left the board downstairs before sprinting up to the dojo at the double. When I got up, Jack and Bella both turned around from staring out of the window, their eyes wide. I raised an eyebrow, "What are you guys looking at."

They looked at each other and back at me, "You are a really good skater. You landed a perfect kickflip and a 180. How do you do that?"

I smirked a bit, "Oh, come on, kickflips aren't that hard. You have to do it like you're really light and can jump really high. And you have a really good skateboard, you just need to replace the wheels. Try 53mm Ritca's or Sims. I just got neon pink Sims and I'm getting them put on."

Jack smiled at me, "Thanks, I actually made my board. If you liked it I can make you one too, just pick the color of sandpaper and I can get it to you in a couple of days."

Now it was my turn to be impressed, "Wow, sure, I'll have to tell the store to hold my board for a couple of days then."

"Okay, so it's a deal?"

"Yeah. And I can tell you want to go to the bathroom, it's downstairs on the right." Bella burst out laughing and Jack smacked her playfully in the head before he ran down the stairs and I heard the door slam shut.

Bella turned to me, "You have a crush on him, don't you?"

I sighed and sat down, "Yes, and I just realized it a couple minutes ago. I don't get it. I have never liked a guy before Jack, and now suddenly I do out of nowhere. I'm so confused."

"Well, I won't tell him and you can trust me on that. But when you're around him, just treat him like your best friend. You guys would be so cute together, just give it some time and everything is going to be fine."

"Thanks, you're great. You definitely touched the ginger ale."

"Hey! How can you tell? I mean, ginger ale doesn't give you bad breath. The worst it can do is make you burp really loudly in public."

"Huh, so I see you're avoiding the open ginger ale bottle on top of my fridge, which by the way is hello kitty so I am very proud of it and do not want any drink rings on."

"You've got a good eye. You're into hello kitty too? Wow, and I thought I was the only one. I mean, I have got hello kitty everything."

"Darlin', my microwave is hello kitty, my purse is hello kitty, my wallet is hello kitty, I have a hello kitty bag for school, oh, and a hello kitty cell phone case. I am obsessed."

Jack came up the stairs at that moment. He walked across the room before he looked back at me, "Can I change again behind the folding shades again?"

I shrugged, "Go ahead. I need to change too." I flitted down the stairs and into my bedroom, where I began to dig through my closet full of clothes. I had brought my skirt down with me, so I pulled that on with layered tank tops and a thin brown leather jacket over that. It would go well with my navy blue low-top converse. My hair, which I had pulled into a simple pony tail before, I let fall over my shoulders. I straightened it again and gave it a clear side part and clipped my hair back with a simple blue alligator clip. I raced back up the stairs to grab the falafel. Jack and Bella were waiting, "Sorry for the wait. Do you want to eat outside or at the mall? There is also a great fro-yo place there too."

They both nodded and as we headed out, I grabbed my purse and wallet from the closet. I had hidden emergency lip gloss in my pocket and my cell phone was in my purse. Bella looked me up and down, "Do you wear this regularly, 'cause you look super cute if I must say so myself."

I blushed, "Yeah, sometimes I'll be lazy and I'll just wear shorts and a tank top. But most often it's something like this."

"And no guy has ever noticed you?" She seemed skeptical.

I just nodded once without telling her the time I flipped a guy because he was being a jerk, or when I beat another at a boarding contest. We just talked for the rest of the time as we walked to the mall, the crisp fall day still beautiful. I heard my phone ring in my purse and I pulled it out. It was mom. I grimaced at the others, "Sorry, it's my mom, I've gotta take it." I turned away for a moment, "Hey mom."

My mom's smile was almost audible over the phone, "Kim, did you have some friends over? Because there are some empty soda bottles in the trash can and someone's stuff upstairs in your dojo."

"Oh, umm...yeah. They're new around here and they're really great. We're at the mall together. We'll be home soon."

"Wow, i'm so proud of you! You've got some real friends! I guess I'll see you then. Bye sweetie!"

I sighed, "Bye mom."

When I turned back around, Bella was tied up to a lamp post and Jack was trying to fight off half a dozen ninjas. I put down my purse and phone and joined in. With Jack and I together, it didn't take that long. In five minutes the ninjas all stumbled off except for one. I stood facing him, and Jack had his back. I suddenly had the urge to take off the ninja's mask, so I gestured to Jack to take his arms, and when Jack had a good hold, I peeled the mask off of his face and gasped, "Sensei? Why? I trusted you. Why did you try to jump Jack?"

He smiled, "Jack was going to join the new dojo next door and bail on us. If I had succeeded, we could have won the upcoming tournament. We would have had you, the best in our dojo. Strongest, fastest, most flexible. You could have won the nationals."

I looked him in the eye and deliberate clipped his forehead with the toe of my shoe so that it would leave a mark, "Then maybe I'll leave too. If a Bobby Wasabi dojo is coming in across the street, then I think I'll move too, since you're apparently not mature enough to win fairly." I took Bella's hand and she took Jack's. We marched into our dojo, grabbed our things and walked across the mall to Falafel Phil's and across from it was the new Bobby Wasabi dojo.