A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the late update. Things have been a little crazy with Christmas and family parties. I'll try to update more before, I go back to school on January 7th. I still have a project I have to do over break and some math work. Sadly, education had gotten so bad to the point that the teachers don't even understand what "winter break" means. Honestly, at my school I teach myself everything or my friends teach me. It's really weird I sometimes question the reason why we have these teachers with no teaching abilities. Anyway, enough with boring you about my, "amazing" life. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Happy Holidays!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It

~Maybe sometimes love needs a second chance, because it wasn't ready for the first time around.~

The blondes jaw dropped, her brown eyes widening as huge as saucers, before she took her chance and punched him straight in the chest. The brunette tumbled back a bit restraining him-self from fighting back. The blonde looked into his brown eyes as she watched him almost fall back but catch himself. Hurt, anger, and confusion seemed to flood through them. She ignored it though, knowing she would just fall for his messed up lie. She would never believe anything like that.

Does he think she's some sort of blonde bimbo?

Once, he was back standing on the ground he just kept his eyes to the floor of the hall, he didn't know what to do or say. His body was frozen in place, his brown-chocolate eyes glued to the floor suddenly finding the many black streak marks left from sneakers interesting. He wasn't expecting for, her to hit him but embrace him in a heartwarming hug. He knew inside his dreams of them ever being anything...we're long gone now.

He felt her presence move closer to his body, she then spoke."Jack...I can't believe you would lie to me like that! Seriously, I'm sorry you don't have a girlfriend but, seriously trying to break Andy and I up won't make anything any different."

At that exact moment Jack felt himself break in a tiny million pieces, his heart literally shattering on the inside.

'She doesn't believe me.'He thought glumly the pain of rejection over-whelming his body.

For that moment he looked up his face centimeters away from hers so close their lips almost brushed. This caused the blonde to back away bit, but Jack just moved closer again. His chocolate brown eyes burned into her doe eyes intensely.

He spoke softly, "You don't believe me then do you?" he tried to cover his voice but to no avail it quivered a bit. The blonde didn't seem to notice it though, to wrapped up in her own thoughts.

Kim shook her head. "No! Andy would never do something as disgusting as that! I know he use to be your bully and all but seriously Jack get a grip! That's the stupidest lie I have ever heard! And disgusting!" Every word she spat harshly in his face, making sure Jack felt the hatred, she was currently carrying for him.

Jack then looked away for a moment trying to collect himself, but then turned back toward the blonde his eyes suddenly tearing up. All the memories, the emotions from those days of being hurt flashed through his mind like a quick overview of his entire middle school life. All the days of hiding all the pain and anger away with a smile and damaging a few punching dummies. Now it was just too much; that day scarred Jack for life and now the girl he loves is just making all of it more messed up by yelling at him. She called him a liar.He was never the liar, Andy always was.

Kim's fierce look seemed to soften a bit at the sight of Jack; trails of tears slowly fled down his cheeks. She said nothing though and watched him run away out of sight. Kim didn't run after him though. In that moment when tears started to fall from his eyes, the strongest boy in her world crumbling right in front all she wanted to do was roughly push him up against the lockers and kiss him with every atom of her being. Instead, she just let him go and like that he was gone.

Kim walked down the halls, as kids from lunch started to fill the hallway, to head to their lockers or their next class. The blonde though didn't seem to notice the presence of people pushing past her, as if she were in her own little world. Just seeing Jack cry a little for the first time in her life tore her apart, especially since she caused it. She knew she deserved to feel the guilt overwhelming her currently. She knew she deserved it, because she yelled at him and called him a liar making him feel like he was the bad guy when really she was the one to blame. She felt like crap acting the way she did towards him, not letting him speak for himself.

The blonde shook her head as her mind was clouded with pictures of Jack looking into her eyes with tears trailing down his cheeks some staining his birth marks that just made his facial features look even more unique. Kim was silently walking down the halls, paying no attention to the fact class had started and she was "accidentally" skipping, but at this point she didn't want to go to class. She didn't want to see Andy's face or well anyone's she needed to figure out Jack's background story with Andy before, she spoke another word to those two. Jack rarely ever cries, something's up whether what he had told her was a lie or not something happened in their history together that is still eating the poor brunette up on the inside, she was going to figure it out.

That's when she heard it.

Groaning was coming from the boys' bathroom. Her mind suddenly wondered back to what Jack had told her earlier, the thing she still believed was a big lie to try and distract her from the real truth...the real secret hiding in Jack's past with Andy.

"Andy raped me in the boys' bathroom back in sixth grade with a hockey stick and baseball bat."

The groaning was slowly beginning to grow louder and louder. The blonde couldn't help but wonder if what Jack had said was happening to him right now. Either that or someone's having sex in a stall. Kim being too curious for her own good, walked slowly towards the Boy's bathroom door placing her hand gently on the silver handle of the door, the groaning still coming through the walls. Her brown eyes traveled around the empty hall scanning the grounds for anyone walking around. Seeing no sight of anybody, Kim let out a deep breath before slowly pushing open the door, hearing it squeak as it sled across the hard tile. She poked her head inside before quietly tip-toeing in onto the dark gray squares of the tile floor and gently shutting the door.

The blonde could still hear the groaning coming from the back of the bathroom and quietly made her way to the back checking the stalls for any unknown shoes. As she made her way to the back of the musky bathroom she turned left heading to the aisle where the sinks were held, the groaning seeming closer to her than ever. She took a deep breath before hesitantly turning the corner. The blonde's brown-doe eyes, widened in not only shock but horror, seeing Jack cowering against the wall groaning in pain. He was shirtless his chest heaving up in down in pain, sweat was drizzling down his six-pack, his boxer's were wrapped around his ankles leaving him nude. Andy was standing in front of him, his shirt was thrown in the corner along with the rest of Jack's clothes. He was now only in a black undershirt and his pants he has been wearing all day. Kim stood frozen not believing the sight she was witnessing, she watched as Andy slowly rose up a beaten hockey stick and hit Jack in the back of his head. Jack stumbled back slamming his head against the blue-painted wall that was slowly peeling away. As Jack slid down the wall groans escalated from his lips and, silent tears fled down his flustered cheeks.

At that moment Kim's heart broke. There were so many emotions going through the blonde; anger, sadness, confusion, and just heartbreak. In this moment she was more, mad at herself for not believing Jack, for not listening to someone who's always been there, who knows all her secrets when Andy barely knows a thing.

Kim eyes widened even more as she watched, grab a baseball bat from the tile floor and raise it up, letting hove over the brunette. Jack cowered in fear, he tried putting on a brave face, but he seemed to struggle by the fact that tears were still streaming down his face and his head was aching so much, to him it seemed like his whole skull was lit on fire.

Andy spoke menacingly, "Spread open, your legs, Anderson."

"No! You...you wouldn't!" Jack snapped his teeth gritting in anger.

Andy laughed, "Nothing stopped me back in sixth grade. Why should I now?"

Jack rolled his eyes. "Six grade! Six grade; was different! You actually tried to rape me then! Now you're just assaulting me and my privates!" He snapped.

"Now spread your legs open! Andy snapped again, ignoring the brunette's earlier comments.

Jack didn't make a movement, there were no more tears trailing down his face just dry trail marks on his cheeks, he even stopped groaning.

Andy seeing his rebellion against his words snapped, "Jack I would listen to me if I were you. Think about your little friend Kim!"

The brunette then immediately spreads his legs open, knowing what was going to happen next. Kim hesitantly watched from behind. Andy raised the bat even higher. "After, this Jack don't, be expecting to ever have kids or sex at all for that matter!"

Kim watched the scene unfold like she was watching slow motion part of a movie. The Louieville Slugger in Andy's hand slowly made its way towards Jack's testicles, the brunette closing his eyes preparing for the impact.

Before, Kim realized what she was doing she quickly grabbed the hockey stick and whammed it against Andy so hard his body flew like a rag doll into one of the side sinks. He lay under the sink unconscious. Kim then quickly ran over to Jack and embraced him into a tight hug. She looked at him noticing his face flushed red; she then looked down and realized his current nudity situation. She just shrugged and kissed him on the cheek her brown eyes smiling. The blonde then took off the jacket that was hanging loosely around her waist and laid it over Jack's pelvis area.

Jack was staring at her in happiness and confusion. Kim cocked an eyebrow. "What?"

Jack blushed, "Nothing, I just..." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

Kim rolled her eyes playfully, "Jack it's a part of the human body, being nude is nothing to be embarrassed about, especially in front of me."

"Yeah...it's just weird." Jack replied still completely flustered by the fact Kim saw his testicles.

Kim just rolled her eyes, before sighing, "Look Jack I'm sorry I didn't believe you. The whole thing just seemed so messed up, but now that I've seen Andy try to beat your...er penis to death I realize now I should've believed you. And I'm sorry for calling you a liar Jack. I'm really sorry. Kim scooted closer to him taking her hands into his and looking into his eyes.

"But, why would let him do this to you?" Kim asked in wonder.

Jack just stared at her with a blank face, "Because, he told me if I fought back he would not only sexually abuse you Kim, but tear us and the gang apart. I couldn't let that happen. I took one for the team, but mostly for you Kim 'cause I...love you."

Kim smiled genuinely at those three words, her cheeks turning a light pink. She then gently kissed his cheek, ignoring the shade of pink lighting up on his cheeks.

"I can't say I love you Jack, because I just don't know. So much has happened in one day. My minds' exhausted and I just don't know. I'm sorry I'm gonna need some time to think about all of this." Kim replied sincerely toward the brunette, who just gave his heart away.

A smile spread across his face, "I understand."

"We'll, you should get dressed." Kim than laughed seeing Jack blush all over again.

Jack nodded. "Yeah that's a good idea." He then stood up making sure Kim's jacket cover his whole front and back.

As the blonde watched the brunette pick up his clothes from the dirty tile, she couldn't help but laugh. "You know, what was the most depressing part of watching Andy try to hurt you?"

Jack replied, "No, what?"

A pink tint came to Kim's cheeks as she replied, "The fact that I couldn't enjoy you in your nudity."

It was Jack's turn to blush again. "You're such a naughty girl Kim now close your eyes, so I can get dressed."

Kim rolled her eyes, "Fine."She then closed her eyes seeing nothing but black, and hearing Jack pulling on his clothes.

"You can open your eyes now." Jack spoke up.

Kim fluttered here eyes open finding Jack standing over her, his hand held out for her to take. She smiled gently taking his hand and letting him pull her up from the tile ground. Jack didn't make any movement to let go of her hand though but instead looked her way indirectly asking if this was okay. Kim smiled, before biting her lip and squeezed his hand. Jack smiled wide at the blonde's response and looked over at Andy who was still lying unconscious on the ground.

"What should we do?" Kim wondered out loud

Jack looked back at her, "I'm not sure."

Jerry couldn't believe it. He just made out with Bella, the girl that has had him whipped since the first time they spoke. He was starring into her beautiful crystal blue eyes smiling and she was staring back with a big smile like it was a normal daily gesture, but it was so much more.

Bella's smile then fell which concerned Jerry.

'Did I already do something wrong?'

'Why is she suddenly sad?'

Jerry slid his hands across the dark wooden table and grabbed Bella's delicate pale hands. Each nail was painted gold with a different black design on each one. In this moment Jerry realized she was different, she was like a "Kim"strong, independent, fearless, but she wasn't exactly like Kim. She loved heavy metal and the sound of people screaming through her Beats. She nearly lived at Hot Topic, while Kim mostly lived in Forever 21. The other thing was that she was a great dancer maybe even as good as him.

"What's wrong? Was I that bad?" Jerry asked his voice slightly shaking.

Bella shook her head and laughed, "No! No! You weren't bad at all!"

Jerry smiled at the blush that crept onto her face.

"I'm just concerned." Bella admitted her laughter and smile quickly fading.

Jerry's eyebrows shot up in concern. "About, what?"

Bella glanced at Jerry before looking down at their intertwined hands. Her fingers started to fidget a bit in between Jerry's fingers and she opened her mouth, but then closed it.

Finally, after five minutes she spoke up, "It's just everyone says you're a player and if you are just tell me 'cause I really don't want to waste my time on a guy who just wants to play with me, like a stupid doll."

"Look...Bella I'll admit I was a player in the past but the day I saw your beautiful blue eyes I've changed. You've made me a completely different person." Jerry replied looking into her crystal orbs.

Bella suddenly withdrew her hands from the Latino, crossing her arms over her chest. This action started to make Jerry even more nervous. They sat there in silence though; Bella was staring Jerry down the whole time a fierce look crossing her face.

"I heard you got a girl pregnant last semester." Bella stated looking into Jerry's eyes, hoping for what she heard to be some sort of rumor.

Jerry let his head fall into his hands, he rubbed his face glumly before looking straight at Bella tears rimmed in the corner of his eyes, as his skin turned a ghostly white.

"Yeah...her name was Mika...she was the loveof my life."

Milton was confused. He knew his story about Aunt Gurdy was pretty unconvincing even though it was true; he knew if he were is the same situation as Julie he wouldn't have believed it himself. He just didn't get why Julie would make a kiss such a big deal, she was never known to be over dramatic.

'So why is she suddenly acting like such a drama queen?'

Milton couldn't help but wonder, the same question rolling through his head a million times. He was currently sitting in the Seaford High Library the same spot Julie had been sitting in before, she made her steamy exit. He lightly drummed a dull-sharpened pencil on top of the circular, wooden library table. No one was in the Library at the moment. The Librarian had gone on her hour long lunch break locking the room full of valuable knowledge behind for only Milton's eyes to bilge in.

Surprisingly, though the over-achiever was in no mood to dive into any books at the moment, he could barely concentrate on the rhythm he was trying to drum with his pencil, so many thoughts about Julie overwhelming him. He roughly threw the pencil across the library, letting it hit the dark carpet. He then, ran his fingers through his short ginger-haircut and banged his head on top the table. He just let his head lay there for a moment before he finally decided he couldn't just sit here and hope for Julie to come back to him he had to go out there and get her himself.

Milton roughly got up from the table almost tripping on the rugged carpet, but swiftly caught his step. He then ran full force towards the library door swinging the double-doors open. He looked around seeing no one in sight he let the doors go unlocked, knowing he would be back later. He made his way down the long, empty halls quietly knowing if he got caught walking the halls without a pass he would be invited to, "Club Jerry."Milton gagged at the thought of going back to that horrid place. He then stopped at the door of the AP Calculus room where Julie was most likely inside taking notes in her fully organized binder. Milton took a deep breath before silently twisting the doorknob and welcoming himself inside the huge classroom.

The teacher Ms. Angel paid no attention to him though; she was too engulfed in her own lesson. All the teenagers though looked towards him some confused expressions crossed their faces, some just seem annoyed by his presence.

Julie though wasn't looking his way she was the only person in that classroom currently engulfed in taking notes on Ms. Angel's lesson. Milton smirked at his ex-girlfriend paying no attention to what was happening around her, just what was going on in the front of the classroom. Ignoring some of the stares and annoyed looks he was earning, from the people seated in the class he walked over to Julie grabbed her right out of her seat. Her mouth was hanging open shocked by the fact that Milton was here and only an inch away from her lips. His eyes traveled from her brown eyes to the very bottom of her pink-glossed lips and with all the courage he had he leaned in and kissed her lips. He felt her arms slowly wrap around his neck and pull him closer into her. Milton tightened his grip around her waist as they kept kissing more and more. Of course, they broke for air but just went back and each time Milton could feel Julie smiling into the kiss.

In this moment Milton and Julie didn't care if the whole world watched them. The only thing that mattered right now to them was the feeling of the kiss and their lips pressed against each other.

"Milton! Julie! We need your help!"

"Would you two stop! Jack and I are in a really bad situation right now and you guys can suck faces later! Oh, congratulations on the kiss by the way!"

Out in the courtyard of the high school was sitting Eddie with the quiet girl; he still yet is trying to know her name. They were sitting out on the bench underneath a tree. Eddie still had his hand intertwined with her, surprised the girl has made no moment to remove her hand from his. They were sitting there in comfortable silence, while the girl was scrolling through Instagram and liking pictures.

An idea then sprung inside Eddie's head as his eyes traveled down towards the smooth iPhone. He quickly grabbed the iPhone from her hands. The girl was a bit shocked and perplexed by his sudden action but made no movement to stop him from whatever he was doing on her phone at the moment. Eddie placed the iPhone back in her hands and a new text message then popped onto the screen. The girl cocked an eyebrow opening the message.

It read:

Hey;) I'm Eddie. What's your name?

The girl looked up at the African American smiling before, glancing back at her phone and answering the text.

Eddie's phone beeped he opened the message.

It read: Hi Eddie:) My name's Tyra.

Eddie smiled and texted back.

Do you want to go to the Valentine's Day Dance with me Friday?

Tyra texted back: Sure;)

A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter!=) I also, need some help from some of my reviewers. You see one of my other Fanfic stories called, "Playing Hard," needs one more chapter to be complete and I have no idea how to end it. I mean all the ideas I do think of are cliché' or cheesy. I don't want the ending to be that way so please if anyone want to help please read the Fanfic of mine. I really want to finish it up. Thank you! Hopefully, I will update soon. PM me if your bored and need someone to talk too.=)