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Kim Crawford POV

CHAPTER 10

The second half of the day passed as quickly as the first. Unfortunately, Kim wasn't in any of my classes. I did see her pass through the halls now and then, shooting death glares at Lindsey, but it wasn't until I got to the dojo that I could finally talk to Kim. When I walked in she let out a small shriek and bounded across the room, "I'm on the pep squad!" She sang, "This is going to make Lindsey's head explode! Your smoothies in a locked box in your locker. I had to lock it up just incase Jerry came before you did," Kim pressed something into my hand, "here's the combination. I'm gonna go change."

I laughed, "I so told you that you would love being on the pep squad! Are there extra chocolate shavings, whipped cream, and mint leaves on my smoothie?" I prayed that I didn't sound too hopeful.

She flicked my head, "Of course, what's a smoothie without toppings?"

I laughed; she winked and skipped off to the dressing rooms. Milton walked into the dojo, "Jack, I told you that I would come, so I did. Although Kim's reasoning was much better than yours, but then again, she came in second in the persuasive essay competition. So, can you teach me to break a board?"

I pulled a board out from the pile that sat in the corner of the dojo, "Sure, it's not hard at all. I could do it ever since I started doing karate. And that was when I was four."

Milton sighed, "Alright, I am going to break the board," he raised a hand straight up in the air and broke the board yelling, "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

I looked at the board on the ground, "Not bad, Milton. So, do you want to join the dojo?"

He shrugged, "Why not? It gives me something to do other than french horn lessons."

I turned to the office, "Rudy! We've got another karate student for you! A starter this time though."

Rudy rushed out, "Hey, thanks. Now we can have an actual dojo, not me getting beat up by two ninth grade kids." I smirked and Kim outright laughed as she came out of the dressing rooms. Rudy turned to Kim, "Kim, I think you are ready to become a third degree black belt, like Jack, but first you need to learn-"

"The flying dragon kick? Oh, I've had that one down for awhile." Kim walked over to me, "Jack, I chose the sandpaper, it's dark purple with pretty good grip for jumps."

I nodded, "Sounds good."

I saw Jerry creep in the back door and behind Kim. I gave him him the universal not a good idea look, but he just grinned, "Boo!" Kim shrieked, turned around and flipped Jerry hard enough to break a bone if she hadn't flipped him on the mat.

She glared down at him, "Don't mess with me. And I'm really really sorry if I broke any bones, it's just a reflex that's built in for me."

Jerry groaned, "Man, when did the world start turning so fast and turn purple?" Kim pulled him up to his feet.

I had to laugh, Jerry had definitely not seen that coming. As she pulled him up and sat him down on the bench, I walked over and sat down next to her, "This isn't a bad turnout. Two down, one more to go."

Kim grinned, "And here he comes now. Hey Eddie, your locker is next to Milton's, you should go change."

Rudy came out of his office, "Hey, nice job, now we can finally compete as a full dojo. So who are the people you've brought?"

Kim stood up, "Milton, Jerry, and Eddie. Milton is the redhead, Jerry is the latino, and Eddie is the other. While you guys go over the basics, Jack, do you want to go get some fro-yo?"

I grinned and stood up next to her, "Sure. Rudy, we'll be back in five." I took her hand as we left the dojo.