Hola! Are y'all ready for chapter 9 of NWIS?! I assume so... Anyways thanks for the reviews, favorites, and follows! Also, all shout-outs for the people who guessed Rudy's age and show will be at the end of the story, k? Well, enjoy!
Oh also I will start making chapters with one P.O.V., like ch. 8, but this is only Jack and Kim's P.O.V.'s.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It, but some day I will!
Jack P.O.V.
It's been two days since Kim and I kissed, and trust me, the past two days seemed like two YEARS. Well, mostly because Kim was completely dodging me. I've been trying to talk to her every chance I get, but unfortunately, those chances have gone in vain. At dance class, I tried talking to her, but then she abruptly left. Then in vocals(it's a singing class), I went over to her and tapped her shoulder, then she spazzed out and bolted out the door. And since then, I haven't seen her. I asked Grace what happened with Kim, and she said that something came up with her family and she was a bit depressed. I would've believed her if her voice wasn't scaling octaves with every word... so I was now on my way to Kim's room to check up on her. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, the sun was shining bright, with a slight breeze cooling people down from the heat of 80°. I turned a corner, and I was about to reach Kim's door when Randy stopped me.
"Hey Jack, how's it going?" he asked.
"Fine, just going to check on Kim. You?" I replied.
"Yea, I've been better. Oh, by the way, time's running out Jack."
"Excuse me?"
"The bet. Don't you remember? If you win Kim over, you get my motorcycle. But if not, I go in."
Oh crap, I forgot about the damn bet...
"Right... I haven't forgotten..." I skeptically said. I completely forgot the bet, and after our kiss, I wanted to win Kim and keep her. But I obviously couldn't let Randy know that.
"Well, there's only one week left. Better hurry up..."
And with that, Randy left and ran down the hall toward the left corridor. I walked in front of Kim's door, took a deep breath, and knocked. Kim opened the door, and she was dressed in jeans shorts and a green tank top. Her eyes widened as soon as she saw me, and she tried slamming the door. Luckily, I caught the door with my foot and pushed it back open.
"Can I come in?" I asked.
Kim P.O.V.
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and I was lying in bed. I was thinking about Jack, and our kiss. Yea, I'll admit that it was an AMAZING kiss, but I really hoped that it didn't mean anything between us. I've been avoiding Jack for two days now, not because I wanted to, but to avoid awkward conversation.
I heard a knock on the door, and since Grace was out, I obviously had to answer the door. I opened the door and saw a surprised Jack. Great, just my luck... I quickly tried to close the door, but Jack stopped me with his foot.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Sure..." I said. Even though I really wasn't sure. I slowly opened the door just enough for Jack to slip in.
"So... how are you...?" Jack asked.
"I've been better..." I replied.
"So look. Can we talk about the kiss?" he asked. He sat on my bed and looked at me with pleading eyes. Oh, how can I resist those big pools of brown...
"Yea." I said. I walked over to him and sat down on the bed next to him.
"Look, I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you, because it must've been pretty confusing. But I don't know what came over me, it was almost like I couldn't resist. But trust me, I promise it won't happen again." he apologized. He looked to the floor, then back at me.
"You know what, it's ok. Because I had my part in the kiss too. I forgive you. But this will never happen again." I confirmed.
"Woah, wait... Never happen again? What's that supposed to mean?" Jack argued.
"Well, you and me, we can't be an item. And plus, the kiss didn't mean anything, right?" I responded.
"Well you liked the kiss, didn't you?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yea - I mean maybe... but there's nothing going on between us. Besides, YOU kissed ME." I emphasized.
"Well YOU kissed ME BACK." he countered. I was getting kind of annoyed by this conversation.
"But you made the gesture first. So it's your fault." I said.
"Now we're putting blame? If anything, it's your fault! You fell on top of me!"
"It was an accident!" I yelled. I stood up in front of him and glared.
"Accident, huh? I know you like me Kim, just admit it." he argued. He also stood up and stepped towards me. He was so close, our chests were touching. Gosh, he has no sense of personal space, does he?
"Ew, no. How could I like an arrogant, snooty, stuck up, conceited, air-head like you?" I snapped. I took a step back so we weren't too close.
"Good, because how could I like a goody-two-shoes, annoying, self-centered blond like you?" he snapped back. He stood there, we were glaring at each other intensely. He stepped closer to me again.
"Give up." Jack said.
"Never." I said.
And since there was nothing else to say, Jack grabbed my arms, pulled me and kissed me AGAIN. But this kiss was different. The last kiss was sweet and passionate, but this kiss was... desperate. Like this was the last kiss he was ever going to get. The interesting part was that I loved every second of it. Not because I was kissing Jack, though that was one reason, but because I felt wanted. I've never felt that way before, and I liked it. Of course I responded, how could I not? I put my arms around his neck, and he snaked his arms around my waist. He deepened the kiss, and pulled me to my bed. He broke the kiss and threw me on the bed with him on top of me. He started kissing my neck, and I let out a small groan. His lips reconnected with mine, but then I pushed him off and sat up.
"Oh my god..." I whispered to myself. Jack sat there on the bed, his eyes full of disappointment.
"I'm so sorry." he coldly said. "I didn't want it to go that far, I - and you - I'm so messed up..."
"Yea, me neither." I shyly said.
Jack got up and walked out the door without saying another word. How could he just leave after practically having a full blown make-out session? Maybe I took it too far... wait, no HE took it too far! I texted Grace in desperate need for advice.
Kim/Grace
Grace! Major issue! Come to the room!
Sorry Kimmy, kinda busy right now...
But it's uber important!
Um... I'm uh... on another call. Text you later.
I didn't bother to reply, I called and it went straight to voicemail. Will someone PLEASE tell me what's going on here?!
Nobody's P.O.V. (this is a phone call btw)
"So, did you lock them in?"
"Yes, but luckily Rudy came and unlocked the door."
"Crap! Wait, before the gas went off too?"
"Yep, right on time..."
"Shut up you! But anyways, I have another plan. One that you can't mess up you little terror."
"Which is?"
"Oh, you will see soon enough..."
Hey guys! Was it nice? I didn't want to put in a RIDICULOUSLY steamy scene between Jack and Kim, one because I'm not too fond of them, and just in case younger kids read this. Lol, I'm only 13 and I'm telling you about what kids read... ANYWAYS sorry I didn't upload this yesterday, it's state testing week. But I still kept my promise of one update a week!
Shout-outs for Rudy's age and old show...
Show (aka Hannah Montana): TheMamboLove, MusalovesRiv-and-IloveKICK, KickinItWithCoolKarateGirl00, bigdreamer1597, jackandkimforever, Randomgirl111111
Age (35): Randomgirl111111 was the only one who got it right!
-Tinypoomps
