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Kim POV

I really don't know what I was thinking agreeing to be Jack's date to Prom, cause now I'm back in Seaford, and Donna has no idea... Plus I'm sitting here having Grace do my makeup and hair, all while interrogating me about what went down in my apartment, and the drive up here. All I do is shut down all of her questions cause honestly I still don't know the answer to them myself. She tells me she 'understands' meaning she'll be asking me them later on tonight, which will now include questions about Prom... I honestly don't know if I'm looking forward to tonight or dreading it... I let my mind wander back to what happened on the drive up here.


Flashback

"Jack will you please just wipe that smirk off your face before I change my mind!" I yell at him as we get on the freeway. Even when I was packing, with my back turned I could literally feel the happiness radiating off of him, I did not think my answer would make him this happy...

"Why Kim? I'm not allowed to be happy that your my date?"

"No, no you're not. And I don't even think I should be called that, I'm just tagging along with you. There. That sounds better."

"Nope, I'm pretty sure that if we're going to Prom together, it's called a date."

"Jackson Anderson you will drop this before I jump out of your damn car."

"Okay, okay, Kim don't need to go there now... I was just messing around!" He says defensively with that adorable smile of his... No Kim you are not cracking, not now. Not ever.

"Just keep your eyes on the road alright Jack? I'm gonna sleep its like midnight anyway."

"No! You can't! This is a six hour drive, you've gotta keep me company and help me stay awake!"

"Stay awake? Company? You have your iPhone right there. Here, I'll plug it in and that music will keep you company. See? Okay, now good night Jack."

"But the music can't keep a conversation up with me!"

"Yet I can? Jack this is more of an argument, we're literally disagreeing over everything."

"But it's still a conversation."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Don't you see this is a conversation!"

"OH MY GOD FINE! I'LL STAY UP WITH YOU. JUST DON'T BE ANNOYING LIKE NOW!"

"Ha! I knew you'd crack!"

"I didn't catch that, what'd you say Anderson?"

"Nothing."

"That's right, didn't think so."

"Yeah, so Kim, how's school?"

"Do you really care Jack?"

"Yeah I do, considering the fact that I haven't seen you in a month."

I see his point, and tell him about school, living alone, and he seems genuinely interested. And I ask him the same thing about school, even if I already knew the answers, I just wanted to hear his point of view about everything. From what I've heard, Grace pretty much just simmered down what was actually happening. If there's a level beyond a bitch, Donna has gone above and beyond that. She has literally everyone cowering in fear as she walks past them. The jocks are even afraid of her and what she can do. I had no idea the impact I made on her, and now that I'm not there, she has no one to pose as a threat to her. But apparently I'm still in the way of her getting back together with Jack... I guess that's a good thing?

As Jack continues on about how Jerry and Grace are doing I feel my eyelids getting heavy and I find myself resting my head on Jack's shoulder. As soon as I realize this, I don't pull my head back because a) I've lost the energy to and b) it's really comfortable. I don't know if it really happened or not, but I think I felt Jack kiss my head. But I guess I'll never know since right after that I fall asleep.


"Kim? Kim! Kimberly!"

"Huh? What? Oh, sorry Grace I just spaced out that's all."

"You were so thinking about Jack right? Am I right? Of course I'm right."

"You wouldn't know that..."

"Oh really? Then how come you've had your hand on the curling iron since I started yell at you and you still have yet to scream out? Hm?"

"Oh shit! Grace don't just stand there get me ice and burn cream!"

"What's the magic word?"

"GRACE NOW BEFORE I KICK YOUR ASS!"

"Okay, okay geez.. Chillax your ass!"

I can't believe that I didn't notice that I had my hand on the curling iron that whole time... Ugh, that's gonna leave an ugly mark. I could feel the blisters forming and Grace still hasn't come back yet, what is she doing?!

"Grace! It's blistering and it'd be nice if- WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG!" I yell at her.

"I was looking for the burn cream I had no idea if we had any or not!"

"Oh well my bad! We have 2 hours before Prom! And I need to get this bandaged, pick a dress out of the fifty bajillion you decided to buy because my prom dress is, and I quote, 'the most important dress you will wear after your wedding dress!' And I only have half of my head curled so I'd really appreciate it Grace if you stopped worrying since you're already finished getting ready, and finish helping me!"

"Kim, relax I got this okay? Just relax, and your hand will be bandaged and everything will be fine. Now, just sit back and relax."

I relax as much as I can considering my burn, and let Grace finish doing my hair. She curls my hair in soft waves that cascade down to the middle of my back. My make up is a slight smokey eye, and finished with nude lips. Grace insisted on adding blush, but I felt that it was too much with the slight smokey eye on me. Now onto the dresses, this is going to take up the entire hour, plus picking out shoes. Oh dear Ghandi.

After looking through many, many, many dresses, I decide on a simple pale pink strapless dress that went down to my knees. The skirt puffed out ever so slightly, and the top was sparkly. I pair the dress with nude pumps, and I'm all ready to go. Whew, and right on time too cause I hear the doorbell ring, and Grace calls me down saying Jack and Jerry have just arrived. Okay Kim you've got this, just keep your cool through the night, and you'll be fine. I tell myself. I really hope so.

I make my way down the stairs and I see Grace, Jerry, and Jack stare up at me in awe. Oh no, not the whole cliche 'you look amazing' thing and we end up staying an extra hour at the house. Not happening. I just wanna get there, get through Prom, and sleep. You see, I've never exactly been one to like cliche things. Disney of course being an exception, Disney is immaculate. Other than that, I've always hated cliches. I don't like being fitted under stereotypes either. I'm more of one to defy those types of things, which is why I'm not as girly as everyone makes me out to be either, I'm a completely independent woman who doesn't need a guy to make me happy. Mhmm you just keep telling yourself that. Meaning, I don't need Jack to make me happy. I push that thought out of my mind cause refuse to let my inner self get to me.

I'm finally at the foot of the stairs and Jack is about to say something but I cut him off. I am having absolutely none of it.

"You can tell me whatever you have to say at Prom. I'm not gonna spend an hour standing here." I bluntly say.

"Well I'll just ask you in the car then cause this I've got to know about." He says. Huh? I wasn't expecting that.

"Wait what are you talking about?"

"I'll tell you in the car."

"Fine."

Jack and I take the front seats while Grace and Jerry are in the back being all cute. Thank God the hotel's only ten minutes away. I mean don't get me wrong I love them, it's just that sometimes they're one of those sickening lovey dovey couples.

"Okay Jack we're in the car. Now what the hell were you talking about back there."

"Grace told me."

"Told you what?"

"About your burn." He says pointing at my bandaged hand with a smirk on his face.

"So, Kimmy-"

"Don't call me that."

"Okay fine then. So Kim, you were thinking about me when you burned your hand?"

"Oh hey! Look where here let's go guys!" I say quickly changing the subject. I really didn't wanna talk about it, plus it's slightly embarrassing. Just as I'm about to open my door, Jack opens it up for me.

"How gentlemanly of you Jack." I say with a hint of sarcasm.

"Anything for m'lady." I smack him on the arm, getting an 'ow' out of him, which was the desired reaction, while Grace and Jerry make their way inside.

"Let's just get inside." I say. Jack offers his arm and I take it. We make our way through the very modern lobby of the hotel, searching for the ballroom our Prom is being held in. I can hear the music booming all through the lobby but I have no idea where it's coming from. The front desk was of no help since you can see by the looks on their faces that they were annoyed about having a bunch of teenagers in the hotel, having their Prom, and honestly, I couldn't blame them.

After looking for a good ten minutes, we finally find the hallway leading to the ballroom. We go inside, and I must say it looks amazing. Like something perfect right out of the movies. We see Grace and Jerry at a table looking all 'in love' and we agree that we shouldn't go bother them. Can I Have This Dance from HSM3 starts playing and of course, Jack offers his hand to dance and I take it. He leads me towards the middle of the dance floor under the disco ball. I put my circle my arms around his neck and he circles his arms around my waist, and we begin to dance.

"I can't believe you burned your hand thinking about me Kim." He says with a smirk. Oh great, now I have no way to get out of this...

"Yes, okay fine, I burned it when Grace was trying to get my attention and I was thinking about you. There you got it out of me. Now you can stop smirking."

"I didn't know I had that kind of affect on you Kim." Oh God not this twilight stuff.

"Don't go all Edward Cullen on me Anderson. And you don't! It was by mere coincidence that I was thinking about you when burned myself."

"Mhmm whatever you say. You know, the nile isn't just a river in Egypt." He says laughing at his own joke.

"That was not funny, and I'm not in denial."

"Yeah but you love me anyway."

"I thought I told you to drop the whole love confession thing cause it doesn't change anything."

"Says the one who talks about it in her sleep." I TALK IN MY SLEEP WHAT?!

"I talk in my sleep?!"

"You do, and on the drive up here you were like 'I love you Jack'" He says, with that now signature smirk. I can literally feel the blush on my cheeks burning. Before I can say anything, the song ends, and I disconnect myself from Jack, excusing myself to go get us some punch. He insists on coming with me, but I tell him that it's fine and to go get us some seats, and that I'd meet him there. He tried to get me to let him come because I might not be able to handle it with my bandaged hand, but I smack him with my good hand and he FINALLY takes the hint and leaves to go find some seats.

I make my way over to the punch bowl before the one and only Donna stops me. This should be interesting.

"Well look who came back. What happened? Too stupid for UCLA?"

"No, more like Jack wanted me to be his date to Prom."

"Kim stop lying to yourself, you're obviously here to make Jack be your date. He's turned down every girl in school that asks him, and you're no different."

"She isn't lying Donna. I drove to UCLA last night to ask her to be my Prom date. When she agreed, we drove back up here. And she's the reason I turned down all those girls. She's not like them, especially you. She's special." Jack says from behind me, then he pisses Donna off more by slipping his arm around my waist pulling me closer. I begin to feel the heat rush to my cheeks, when I look back up at Donna I literally saw the steam coming out of her ears.

"Jack why would you waste your precious time on that when you can have me!" This girl just never gives up!

"Donna when will you take a fucking hint?! HE. DOESN'T. LIKE. YOU."

"You know what fine! Just remember this, you two will be sorry. I'll make sure of it." Donna says walking away.

"Finally that's over. Come with me, I have something to show you." Jack says putting his hands over my eyes.

"Jack where are you taking me..."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, but-"

"No but's. Don't worry okay?" He says kissing my head, and I just nodded speechless. We seem pretty far away from the music, and I only know that because the music just becomes fainter and fainter. I hear a door open and suddenly I'm swept off my feet and in a bridal hold.

"Jack where are we going?!" I say about to open my eyes but Jack immediately answers once he sees.

"No! You've gotta keep your eyes closed. And don't worry alright?"

"Okay, but are we almost there yet?" I say impatiently. Jack doesn't answer and just sets me down telling me to open my eyes. I'm completely speechless when I see the sight before me.

"Jack is this?"

"Where we first 'met'?" I nodded. Jack brought me to a garden at the hotel where it looked like the garden at the Masquerade where Jack and I first somewhat officially met, after the whole pen pal thing, and he took off the mask to reveal the whole time I was writing to no other than Jack Anderson. This garden is slightly different though, with rose arches and the fountain being much bigger, but it was our garden nonetheless.

Once Jack sees how speechless I am, he drags me over to the fountain and sits me down next to him.

"Jack this is so amazing but how?"

"I've been planning this ever since you left, just in case I ever got the courage to actually ask you to Prom and you'd say yes."

"Just for me? But why Jack?"

"I meant what I said back there. That you were special and different. You're not like other girls, you're not prissy, full of yourself, and picky with food. You eat burgers, steak, chocolate-"

"Are you trying to say I'm fat Anderson?"

"No, what I'm trying to say is, you're perfect, you're so down to earth, generous, sweet, smart, beautiful, I can list more but we'd end up here forever. And I feel horrible because I've been writing you all year, and I've treated you like shit the whole year too, but yet you still love me. So my question is why Kim?"

"Because I didn't fall in love with the jerk Jack. I fell in love with my Prince Charming. The real you. The Jack I've been writing all year who's sweet, caring, a dork, and is actually really smart." I say looking into those amazing chocolate eyes of his. Suddenly we're both leaning in, and our lips finally meet. This sounds extremely cliche, but it's true. You can feel the fireworks and electricity when our lips met, it was just perfect.

I finally cracked, and there's cracks in everything, that's how the light gets in.

I hope you guys liked this chapter! I don't know how I feel about it though, whether it's boring or good I still have no idea. I'll leave that up to you guys to review about. I'll be able to update sooner than before since I'm off all week so get ready guys! OMG IM SO LATE BUT THE FEELS KARATE GAMES GAVE ME WAS RIDICULOUS I WAS ALL OVER THE PLACE WITH ALL THE FEELS ITS CRAZY. SEASON THREE WAS CONFIRMED AND THAT THEY'D BE A COUPLE IN SEASON THREE SO I'M SO EXCITED. Okay, calm Melissa now... Review your thoughts about the story, Karate Games, and Kick feels! PM me too if you want to fangirl, I'm in desperate need for fangirl buddies.