A.N/ This story will mostly be in Kim's Pov, but I'll let Jack tell the story sometimes.

Chapter 4

Kim Pov:

Jack threw his head back, while letting a groan of joy and relief escape his throat. "Finally," he said and looked at me with a smile. I could still feel the wet mark across my face from where his tongue had met my skin, so without a thought I took a hold of his hand. Automatically, he began wrapping our fingers together, but I had other plans. I led his hand straight to my face, and simply wiped it with the back of his hand.

"Here, you can have your saliva back," I said, which brought a genuine laughter out of him. I couldn't help the smile that his laugh brought to my face. His eyes caught mine, and his laughter ended in a smirk. He tilted his head ever so slightly, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

"You know," he said slyly. "I wouldn't mind getting some of your saliva too." He ended his sentence with a wink, and my mouth fell open. No words came out, as I couldn't figure out how to respond to that. His smirk just widened, enjoying his ability to leave me speechless. He simply reached out his hand, and closed my mouth, before snaking himself around me, being extra careful he absolutely brushed against my side.

His touch brought sparks to my skin, and I turned around to look at him. He had picked up my bag, and was now carrying it in one of his hands. He turned around before stepping of the bus, sending me one last smirk, his eyes challenging. I shook off my lacking ability to speak, and strode out after him. Like hell if I would just let him leave me standing there like that, taking the last word.

Walking up to him from behind, I slipped my hands around his waist where he stood. "Well, Jack." I whispered as I leaned towards his ear. His hands were covering mine as we stood, and I could feel him lean into me. "That can easily be arranged."

I had expected him to back down from the challenge, and inwardly rewarded myself for getting the last say in the matter, but he just tightened his grip on my arms, and turned his head around ever so slightly. "Just tell me where and when, princess."

With a deep sigh, I let go of his waist, which led to him turning around, looking at me amused. I sent him a dirty look, but he just laughed it off. "You win this round, Brewer," I scolded at him playfully. He smiled - showing of his perfectly straight, white teeth, and opened his mouth to say something.

However, he was interrupted by a cheerful voice neither of us recognized. "Welcome to Hemstone karate camp." The voice belonged to a small and petite redheaded girl. Despite her size, her voice was powerful, and you could tell she was used to speaking loudly. Her red, fuzzy hair hung in two short braids, which rested on each one of her shoulders. Her face was filled with freckles, and her eyes emerald green. She smiled at us, and walked over to where we all were standing.

"You guys must be the wasabi warriors; we've been waiting for you – everybody else are already here. My name is Emma, and I'm one of the camp leaders. You ever need anything, you come to me, and I'll provide it for you." She crooked her head, and looked at each and every one of us questioning to see if we understood. When everyone of us gave her a slight nod, she turned her head towards Jerry, who just looked dumbly at her.

Milton gave him an elbow in his ribs, and he snapped out of his state, and gave Emma a confused nod. "Great," she exclaimed whilst clapping her hands together. "We are going to have so much fun here at camp."

Yeah, right.

"Now, if you all could just bring your bags. I would have shown you to your huts, but I don't think we'll have the time." She quickly looked at her watch, and shook her head. "We're all supposed to meet in the food hall for some information right about now, so we'll take the huts later." She turned around, and signalized for all of us to follow.

Milton, Jerry and Eddie passed by me, each of their bags in hand. I turned around to get my own bag, but it already rested in Jack's firm grip. I crooked my head, and looked at him with smiling eyes. He was just too good. "You know," I said to him, which made him look me straight in the eyes. "I am capable of carrying my own bags just fine." My tone was soft and gentle, letting him know I actually appreciated his actions.

He just smiled softly, and my eyes drifted towards his lips, lingering there a little too long. I think he noticed, because his smile just grew bigger. My eyes flew up to his own again, and he just chuckled slightly to himself, before opening his mouth and saying: "I know you can, princess." If the situation was any different, I would probably have smacked him for calling me princess, but I could feel my cheeks turning red, and had to quickly look away.

"Let's go," I said. "We don't want to fall behind." I turned around and started walking after our friends, who now were a few hundred steps in front of us. "Of course not," I heard Jack say, before he appeared at my side. He gently took my hand in his, and interlocked our fingers like it was the most normal thing for him to do. I would never tell him, but my heart always skipped a beat when he did this, which was mostly all the time. Our hands fit perfectly together, and I zoned out thinking about how soft his hands were.

I was ripped back to reality when Jack elbowed me in the side. I was about to give him a taste of his own medicine, and raised my hand to punch him in the arm. But then I became aware of our surroundings. My hand fell down against my side, and my mouth followed soon after.

We had just entered the camp premises, and every little prejudice I had come up with these last two days, went flying straight out the window. To say the camp was beautiful, was a total understatement – it was breathtaking.

"Wow," I said, taking a few spins in order to take it all in. We were standing in a cleared area, woods to our right. Tall, lean pine trees stretched for miles, and created an almost magical atmosphere. I could spot a few paths going into the woods, but the biggest one caught my attention. A sign was placed on the left side, and I had to squint my eyes to read the words. 'Huts this way,' it read. I looked around, trying to get a glimpse of the huts we would be staying at in the next two months or so, but all I could see were branches.

"Kim, look!" Jacks smooth words made their way into my mind, and made me look at him. He was pointing excitedly towards something, and my eyes followed his finger. "They have boats here!" I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my lips, he was just too sweet. He had always loved boats, and would always nag at me to accompany him whenever he went out with his granddad's boat. Don't get me wrong, I loved the extra time I got to spend with him alone, but boats had never really been my best scene. I guess seasickness had just embedded itself in my family.

Aside from the boats, I absolutely loved the scene that developed in front of me. A great lake stretched for miles, the sun reflecting the surface in a way that made it sparkle like a million little diamonds. I smiled to myself when I laid eyes on a pier, and a few romantic thoughts about Jack slipped into my mind without my permission. I quickly shook it off – this was not a time to gawk over Jack. Come on Kim, get a grip!

"They also have canoes," I said, turning towards him, smiling. He caught my eyes, smiling gently back at me. "Maybe this won't be so bad after all," he said, taking my hand. "But let's go – I think we're late." With that said, he took off, dragging me with him. I smiled, looking down at our intertwined fingers. I think he may be right – this summer might turn out to be the best one I've ever had so far.

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We burst through the doors of the main house, hand in hand. We had lost sight of the others, and used about four minutes or so to find the main house. When I think of it, it really shouldn't have taken us so long to find it, seeing as it was the largest building on the premises. Nevertheless, here we were, standing in the doorway, me laughing hysterically at something Jack had just said. My laughter soon died out though, seeing around 100 pair of curious eyes staring back at us.

I suppose we had interrupted something, because the woman standing in front of everybody, sent us an irritated look. I would say she was in her early sixties, seeing as her hair had completely turned gray. She held up good for her age though, and had a really strong physique. Her face was full of freckles, and she had wrinkles in the right places. You could see she used to smile a lot, and I immediately felt bad for interrupting her. She looked like the sweetest old lady, and I was quite sad to have upset her. So, I opened my mouth and let out an apology: "I'm very sorry miss. This is our first time here, and we completely lost our way."

Her look softened, and she sent me a small smile. "That's all right darling. If you could both please find your way to some empty seats, so we can continue?" She gave us a questioning smile, and we both nodded. Jack turned on his charming smile, and quickly said: "Right away ma'am." This brought a small chuckle from the lady, before she sent us both a genuine smile. I already liked this woman, and I didn't even know her name yet.

Jack tightened his grip on my hand, and started dragging me towards the table where our friends were sitting. Milton sent us a disappointed look, and shook his head silently at us when we both took a seat. "We've been here for exactly ten minutes and you two have already managed to give everybody a bad impression of you." Jack sighed next to me, and looked at Milton sternly. "Milton, relax. It's not like we did something illegal – we just got lost. This is a big camp, you know." Milton opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by a loud clap. Everybody's attention went back to the woman in the front.

"For those of you who missed it," At this point she was looking at me and jack with a mischievous smile, and gave us both an almost invisible wink, before continuing. "My name is Anne, and I am head of this camp. Together with my coworkers, we have a mutual goal, and that is of course to give you all the best summer experience possible, so if there ever is something you need, or wonder about – do not hesitate to ask any of us."

You could easily see who worked at the camp, and who did not. All of the camp-employees were dressed in the tackiest t-shirts I had ever seen. They were colored bright orange, with the words "I love karate" printed on the front in big, black letters, and when one of them turned around, I could see that a picture of a kid in gi was printed on the back.

"Now, the first official camp-day is not until tomorrow, so the rest of today will be used to settle down in your huts, and getting to know the camp premises a little better. Feel free to explore as much as you want, and if you would like to take in use one of our boats or canoes, just ask one of our employees, and they will open the shed where you can find keys and paddles."

Jack leaned in and whispered in my ear: "We are so trying out those canoes later." His words left a shiver down my spine, and I told myself if was because of what he said, and not a result of the fact that I still could feel his hot breath on my bare skin. I turned around to look at him, but he was a lot closer than I had anticipated. His nose touched mine, and a small voice in the back of my head, slightly whispered: you could kiss him right now if you wanted to.

I quickly shoved the voice away, but I couldn't stop the blush that was spreading on my cheeks. I think he noticed, because his lips curved into a cocky grin, and he looked at me with smug eyes. I could tell what he was thinking, but I would not give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he got to me, so I put up a smile and answered him sweetly: "Sure, that sounds like fun." He didn't say anything, he just kept staring at me, his mouth inches from my own. I could tell he was daring me to back away, but I just continued looking into his all to beautiful eyes. I was not letting him win this, not again.

He opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but changed his mind, licking his lips instead. A loud cough from Milton brought us both back to reality. He gave us a smug smile, before explaining: "They're calling up the huts now, pay attention." His voice was more amused than irritated, and he gave me a small wink before turning his attention back to Anne. I did the same.

"It is now time to announce the huts," Anne said, fishing in her pockets for a piece of paper. She gently folded it out while saying: "Here in our camp, we try to keep the competitiveness as high as we possibly can at all times. Therefore, we will arrange lots of small competitions throughout this summer, where it's hut against hut. We will of course keep score, and the winner will be crowned at the end of camp." Anne took a small break from her speech, allowing us all to discuss this new-given information a little.

Jerry, alongside with Jack, seemed to be taking this quite seriously. They were already discussing a strategy, both guys so into their conversation it was quite amusing to look at. I caught Milton's eyes, and couldn't help the small chuckle I let past my lips. He just shook his head, smiling. "Typical," he mumbled.

Anne clapped her hands, and got a hold of everybody's attention. "Now, I guess you're all quite ready to know where you'll be staying this summer, so I'll get straight to the point. We have a total of 20 dojos joining us this year, so when I call up your dojo and the name of your hut, please make your way to your hut and unpack before you start exploring."

She had already called up seven dojos, before I heard our name. "The Wasabi Warriors." A small laughter broke out in the room when she called us up. Sure, I knew that our name was a little tacky and weird, but it is just like us – a small group of really strange people. I couldn't help but get a little irritated at the laughing, but I shook it off the best I could. "You'll be staying in the Apollo-hut. Just follow the signed-path, and you'll find it in no time."

The four of us stood up from our table, and made our way out through the door. I could feel everybody's eyes on us, and when we passed one of the tables, a group of girls were whispering and giggling. I caught some of the words they were exchanging, and it didn't take long before I realized it was Jack they were talking about. "He's so hot. I'm totally going to go for that!" I clenched my fists, and took a deep sigh. The thought of Jack with other girls made me sick to my stomach, and I just couldn't figure out why. Maybe I was right all along – this summer was going to suck.