Hey guys, so a lot of your reviews were saying you're confused? I'm sorry :(
But that's where it gets interesting. Please wait. And a lot of you were also
asking if this is a Kick story, yes it is. Please tell me how you get confused
with it? I mean, their names are Kim and Jack. It's just really different. I made
it different. Sorry if you guys don't like it. :(
Anyway, do you guys remember the part where Jerry and Milton confessed
their feelings for Mika and Julie? Well, I didn't show how they got together
because I forgot. Sorry, guys. But they did end up together. And the reason
also why I didn't show it because I'm just trying to focus on Jack and Kim's
relationship, not confusing you guys any further. Okay, enough with the talking,
haha.
Chapter 7
(Kim's POV)
I came home after buying something and then I spot Jack and Grace chatting on the table. Actually no, more like flirting.
Me: Jack! You're hitting on my cousin again.
Jack: Kimmy, no. She's my girlfriend now. (He said excitedly)
*Grace giggles while Jack was holding her hands*
Jack: Isn't that cool?
I've never felt such an awful feeling. It hurt so much. It felt like something stabbed my heart.
Me: Uh yeah! That's cool.
I hope it wasn't so obvious that it's not cool when I said that.
I felt like I was going to cry.
Me: Yeah, it's Jack and Grace now.
Mika: Oh its a new love team. Hmm, their nickname would beā¦Gack? *giggles*
Julie: Stop it, Mika. It's not a good news.
Mika: Sorry.
Me: Nah. It's not even surprising. I mean, Grace is way prettier than me. Well, obviously. I do know that I'm not even pretty.
Julie: And who said that you're not pretty?
Mika: Come here, Kim. Follow me.
*In front of the mirror*
Julie: Is this the thing that told you that you're not pretty?
Mika: This girl in the mirror is so insecure.
I just faked a smile.
Julie: You know, you're beautiful. But you're hiding it.
Mika: Hiding your beauty with a baggy t-shirt, snapback and basketball shoes.
Me: But I've always been like this.
Julie: Why, is it too late for a change? Is it too late to change yourself to something you really want to be?
Mika: There's a chance, Kim. You can get Jack.
Me: No, there's no more chance. I've already lost. Grace won.
Julie: You've already lost? But the battle hasn't even started yet.
Me: Do you think your make over would be effective on me?
Mika: It would if you cooperate with us.
So, are you in?
Julie: Or are you out? *smiling*
Me: *nodded nervously*
Mika: Don't worry, Kim. We've got this.
The next thing I know, they're starting the make over.
They started with my hair. They took off my snapback and took out my messy half pony tail half bun.
Mika: Um, Kim, you should ask for a hair tutorial sometimes you know *smiling sarcastically as she struggles to take the elastic out*
Anyway, I've already thought of ideas. (Excitedly)
Julie: Ah, I'm so excited.
The next thing, they brought me to the salon.
Mika: Kim, we're going to get your hair shampooed and blow dried here, okay?
I just nodded.
After the process, I looked myself in the mirror.
I was so shocked. I looked different. I looked a lot like my mother.
Mika: So, um, Kim, use this lotion everyday, okay?
Julie: Wait, we're going shopping, girls!
So yeah, we went shopping. I really didn't know what to get, of course. So Julie and Mika helped me out. Well, I guess I can say I did a little too much shopping.
Surprisingly, I actually enjoyed it.
(Jack's POV)
*At the basketball court*
Me: *did a lay up*
Did you see that? (excitedly)
Grace: Uhm, sorry. I was just uploading some pictures of us on instagram. Go do it again! Smile! *took a picture of me*
Wow, honestly, Grace takes a lot of pictures. All she does is take pictures all the time.
So I took her phone and gave her the ball.
Me: Here, try to shoot this in the basket. This is how you shoot *did a little preview*
Okay, right? Right. Shoot it.
Grace: Um, Jack, you do know you're wasting your time? You know sports just not my thing, right? *smiles* sorry.
She wanted me to do another lay up. She started cheering.
Grace: Go, go, go, go, go, Jack! *cheerleader mode*
Me: Umm, nah. Let's just go home.
Okay, so first of all, I better get used to Grace's girly-ness. Honestly, it's so weird. She doesn't like basketball at all. Basketball is my life. This is gonna be harder than I expected.
