A/N: Hello there fellow fanfictioners! I bring you chapter 10 of Don't look back in anger :D Not much to say, just that I'm stuck at home for another whole week, so expect more chapters coming! Hope you enjoy this one! ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' it or any other registered brands that may appear in this chapter.

Chapter 10

Bet on it

KIM

"I can't believe that just happened." Kira said, eyes wide.

"Me neither." Kim replied. You may wondering what 'that' is. Well, two seniors, that's right, seniors just approached them and told them that now that Kim was living with, and I quote, 'Jack Bad boy hottie Brewer' they were cool enough to hang out with the seniors. Kim hadn't responded due to the shock and amusement, so the seniors had left.

"Okay, so I know they're seniors and all that," Started Kira, "but since when do they have the guts to talk to us?"

"Apparently since I started living with him. I swear, I never thought he could raise our popularity. Not that I care."

"Anyways, I'm still sleeping over at yours today right?"

"Yep, I asked Linda, she said she's okay with it."

"Cool." Kira took a bite of her sandwich and almost choked on it. Kim gave her a bewildered look, and Kira pointed behind the blonde. "Donna's coming this way."

"Wha-"

"Hey there Crawfish. Apple head."

"Seriously, Apple head? That's the best you can do Donna?" Kira asked amused by the stupid nickname.

"Whatever. I'm here to warn you to."

"Warn us about what?" Asked Kim, raising an eyebrow.

"To stay away from our men."

"Your men? Really? Are they like your flock or something?"

"Don't go all sassy on us Kira. It's not good for you."

Before Kira stood up and ripped Heather's head off, Kim intervened. "And who exactly are these men of yours we have to stay away from?"

"You know exactly who we're talking about."

"No Donna, I don't. Could you please just tell me so we can get this over with?" Said Kim in a bored manner.

"Stay the hell away from Jack, Crawfish!"

"Yeah, and you better back off from Jerry, Apple head." Said Lorie, crossing her arms.

Kim and Kira looked at each other and laughed. That seemed to tick Donna and her girls off, because their frowns deepened.

"You- you really think I'm after Jerry?" Said Kira in between laughs. "That's gotta be the most hilarious thing I've ever heard."

"I think that the fact that they think I have a thing for Jack beats it Ki."

"Look, we know they're hot, but they're way out of your league."

That bothered Kim. 'Jack? Out of my league? Over my dead body.'

"I think the problem here is that you all know that's not true and that in fact, you're scared they might come after us any minute and forget about you."

"Whatever, just stay away from him Kim." Said Donna, a menacing look on her face, though Kim seemed unfazed by it.

"Yeah, that's going to be a little hard, since, you know, we live together." She stated.

"Listen Crawford. Stay away from my man. You don't want to go to war with me."

"So he's your man?"

"Yeah, he asked me out this morning." Donna answered smugly.

Kim ignored the weird feeling in her stomach, she had no time to figure that out, she needed to shut Donna up.

"Well, good for you. Let's just pray that both of you aren't capable of conceiving, for the world's sake."

"You're just jealous Jerry and Jack are interested in us and not in you." Said Lorie.

"Why would we be jealous? We can have any guy we want, just by snapping our fingers." Stated Kira. "In fact, I have a date with Taylor this Friday, so, sweetheart, Jerry is all yours."

"Yeah, and I have a thing with Clark Benson. You know, the senior who was voted 'best six pack' in his grade. So, nope, no interest whatsoever in Jack, you can have him." Kim shrugged.

Donna huffed, and with a hand signal, she was gone and her girls were on her tail.

"This is by far the most interesting and weird Monday ever," Said Kira, standing up.

"Ki, I have a feeling that most of our days will be like this from now on." Kim said as they exited the cafeteria.

"Sooo, was that true? About you and Clark Benson?"

"Yeah. I was gonna tell you, but you know, I never really got the chance." Kim chuckled.

"Well, you'll tell me later. We gotta get to Music like now or Ms. Montgomery will literally kill us."

They hurried their pace and got to their class just in time. They took their seats and waited for the room to fill in completely.

"Okay class, I've got some news. The principal has finally given the Arts Program enough attention, and has realized that it could attract a lot of people and sponsors. So, he has decided to have a little show before Christmas break. It's planned to take place at the end of October. So we have about two months to get ready for it."

"What will the show be about?" Asked Julie.

"Well, principal said it's up to us. So, any ideas guys?"

"I think it should be a wet T-shirt contest." Suggested some guy, getting high fives from his friends.

"Yeah man! And Donna should totally participate!" Donna smirked at that comment.

"Dude, she doesn't need a contest to go showing her 'graces' around. I say Crawford and Hastings take part!" A loud chorus of approvals was heard, and Kim and Kira rolled their eyes.

"What?" Shrieked Lorie. "Why would you want those...things to take part?"

"Lorie, you know we can do anything you can ten times better, and the people love us, so you better shut it." Said Kira.

"Really? Ten times better huh?" Said Donna. "Wanna bet on that Crawford?"

Kim wasn't sure were this was headed, but that wasn't about to scare her. If Donna wanted a fight, then that's what she would get.

"Sure, why not? What do you want me to beat you at?" 'Ooohs' were heard from all over the room.

"Diva off."

"What?" Asked Kira.

"Diva off. You two against us three in a diva off."

"Em, pardon me." Said Milton. "But what exactly is a diva off?"

"A singing contest. Each of us sings a song, and the audience decides who wins. It's easy."

"Kim, are you sure you wanna do this?" Kira whispered. "We don't have to prove anything."

Kim was at a crossroads. While she didn't want people to think she was some singing doll, she also didn't want Donna to get her way. 'My reputation or crushing Donna? That's a tough one...'

"Fine, we're in." She said, smirking. "But don't go crying around when we kick your ass."

"Please, did you not hear us the other day? You got nothing."

"Okay girls, that's enough. I like the idea, but no more dirty talking like that in my class, got it?"

"Got it Ms. Montgomery." They all replied at once.

The rest of the period went by quickly, and before they knew it, the girls were making their way to their lockers, only to be stopped, yet again, by Donna.

"Okay, I'm starting to think that this whole 'stay away from our men' is just an excuse to talk to us. We know we're hot, but we're into guys, sorry." Kira said, earning a laugh from Kim.

"Listen sluts, the whole diva off thing is great and all, I mean, it was my idea after all." Started Donna. "But what do you say to take things to the next level?"

"What does that even mean Donna?" Kim asked, clearly annoyed at the auburn girl.

"You said you're ten times better than us in anything. Well, prove it."

"How?"

"Try out for cheerleading. Get as much guys as you can. Just do what we do, and try and beat us." Said Lorie.

Kim was about to answer, but this time Kira did. "Oh, you're on honey."

With that, Queen bitch and co left.

"Seriously, when did our live get so damn complicated? This was not in our plan."

Kim sighed. "I don't know Ki. But I do know that there's no way I'm letting Donna, or Jack, or anyone for that matter ruin my year. We're gonna win this."

"Well, with that pep talk skill you just showed, cheerleading shouldn't be too hard to get right?" Kira joked.

"Yeah, the spins and jumps we can do are just secondary." Kim followed, making Kira laugh.

'Dear Donna, you have no idea what you just got yourself into.'

The ride home was just as awkward as the ride to school, with the difference that this time the radio was on. The moment they got to their house, Kira and Jerry were out of the car and heading to their respective houses, which so happened to be the same way.

Kim and Jack entered the house, left their bags at the entrance, and went to the kitchen.

"Hey kids."

"Hey pops."

"Hi John."

"So, how was school?"

"Oh, it was fine." Said Kim. "Nothing much."

"Yeah, just a regular Monday." Stated Jack.

"You guys are gonna do anything, or just go to your rooms and hate each other?" Asked John, in a teasing tone.

They answered at the same time.

"Actually, Kira's coming over, she's staying tonight."

"Well, Jerry's sleeping over today."

They looked at each other.

"Wait! What do you mean by that?" Again, saying the same.

"Could you stop that?!" John was just standing there, watching amused how they seemed to keep the telepathy they one shared. "Ugh! Just shut up!"

Kim stormed upstairs and slammed her door shut.

'Why is he so damn annoying?!'

JACK

He watched as she left the kitchen, anger evident in his face. He turned, only to find his grandpa smiling knowingly at him.

"What?"

"That was quite interesting."

"It was just her PMSing." He shrugged. "Get used to it."

"Yeah, well. Why is it a problem that both Kira and Jerry are sleeping over?"

"You see, they don't exactly get along..."

"They hate each other, don't they?"

"To the gut." He said flatly. "They had their issues last year. I'm not sure that having the four of us under the same roof is such a good idea."

"Well, I will sure have a good time watching you." John said, exiting the kitchen.

"Geez, thank you pops." He said, rolling his eyes.

"Anytime!"

He shook his head. He went to his room and laid on his bed. Going through the day's events, he frowned. During Music, a bunch of guys had requested Donna and Kim to take part in a wet T-shirt contest, and he instantly wanted to punch something. The problem is, he didn't know if he was mad because they had asked Donna, or because they had asked Kim. 'It has to be Donna. I mean, I have a date with her, and all I have with Kim is a war.' Deciding that the explanation was enough, he started setting up everything he needed for tonight.

When Jerry came over, it was always a blast. Video games, food and the jacuzzi. Simply perfection.

The door bell rang, and he went to open the door, completely forgetting that not only his friend was coming over.

"What are you doing here?"

"My bro lives here, and I'm spending the night. You are the one that shouldn't be here."

"What? You're sleeping over? Nuh uh. You can't. I'm sleeping over."

"What? You gotta be kidding me. Seriously God, what did I ever-"

"Oh, you are complaining? You should feel lucky tha-"

"Okay guys! Stop!" Jack said, irritation clear in his voice. "You both are sleeping over, and I know none of us like it, but it's already done. Kira, Kim's upstairs in her room waiting for you."

"Thank you." And with that, the redhead went upstairs, leaving the two guys in the hall.

"Man, it's like she stalks me or something. Turns out, she lives like a block away from me. I had to endure her all the way home. And now here too? I'm gonna either kill her or myself by the end of the week."

"Well, at least you don't live with her. C'mon, the video games are set, and Eddie and Milton are online."

After a couple of hours of kicking Eddie's and Milton's ass at COD, they decided it was time for chilling a bit, and there was no better place to chill than the jacuzzi. It would have been a great way to end their afternoon, but the odds decided they couldn't just have some good old fun.

The jacuzzi happened to be occupied, and of course, it had to be Kim and Kira. Okay, so it wasn't that bad, they both were in really nice bikinis, but still, they wanted the jacuzzi, and now they couldn't use it.

"Man, these chicks are getting on my nerves."

"Calm down Jerry." Said Jack, a mischievous smile making its way to his face. "See this as an opportunity to get back at them for the whole underwear thing."

"And this is why you and I are brothers. What do we do?"

"Well, do you know something they both really hate? Aside from us, of course."

"Orange." Jerry answered quickly. "They both hate orange clothes. They like orange Converse or Vans, but never, ever, will you see them wearing orange clothes."

"Jerry, that's perfect. C'mon, follow me."

Quietly, they made their way to Kim's room, and took away all of Kim's clothes and Kira's overnight bag, and went to Jack's room.

"And now, what?" Asked Jerry.

"Now I need you to go to the garage and bring me the paint cans that we keep down there. Meanwhile, I'll hide Kim's clothes." Jerry nodded, and left the room silently, making ninja moves as if he knew what he was doing. 'Oh Jerry, you're one of a kind.'

He quickly collected all her clothes, but a T-shirt and some jeans, and hid them in one of his grandpa's office's. By the time he returned to his room, Jerry was already there, the cans resting at the foot of his bed.

"And now Jerry, let's get our inner artists out, shall we?" He asked, the flame in his eyes matching the one in the latino's, who opened a can to find orange liquid in it.

"Dude, why do you have orange paint?"

"Pops and his whole 'inner peace' thing. Something about the sunset or whatever." He shrugged.

After they were done, they put the 'new' clothes back into Kim's room, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Are you sure about this Jack?" Jerry said, grabbing something to eat and pretend they were here all the time.

"Yeah, they'll know better than to mess with us from now on."

'Enjoy your sunset Kimmy.'

KIM

"WHAT THE HELL?"

"Ki! What's wrong?" Kim said, exiting the bathroom quickly and worried.

"Kim! Why are my clothes orange?"

Kim cringed. "I don't know, your taste died or something?"

"No! I didn't bring these! You know I hate orange clothes. I brought a perfectly normal green T-shirt and my khaki shorts. Now, Why. Are. They. Orange?"

"I don't know, but don't worry, just wear some of my clothes." She said, walking to her closet and opening. "AAAAH! Where are my clothes?"

"What do you mean?"

"They're not here! All there's left is some stupid orange T-shirt and some dyed jeans. What happened?" Then it dawned on them. This could only be done by them.

"I'm. Gonna. Kill. Them." Kira said, her voice low and threatening.

"Not if I get there first." And with that, they both stormed out of the room.

"JACK! JERRY! Get your butts out here NOW!"

The door to Jack's room slowly opened, revealing two shirtless teenage boys, but the girls were too mad to notice the lack of clothing.

"Yes Kim? Did you want something?"

"Don't play dumb with me Brewer. Where are my clothes?"

"Yeah, and why are my clothes orange?"

"Wait, do you not like orange?" Asked Jerry. "Dude, we got it all wrong." He said with sarcasm.

"This is not funny guys. I want my clothes back, I can't go around without clothes."

"Well, you'll have to wait to get them back. And I don't see the problem, these clothes look perfectly fine to me." Jack said, leaning against his door frame.

"But they're orange!" Kira shrieked.

"And the problem is...?" Said Jerry, edging her on.

"We cannot wear this." Stated Kim.

"Oh c'mon Kimmy, don't be like that. I'm sure you'll rock them." He winked at her and then closed the door.

"They are going to pay for this." Kira said, fume coming out of her ears, while they made their way back into Kim's room.

"Oh, of course they are. But right now, we gotta find a way to wear that and make it look hot and not hideous."

"Ugh! Why did they have to die our pants too!?"

"Just, let me think okay?"

"Whoa! Is it orange day and I didn't know?" Asked John as the both girls entered the kitchen.

Jack and Jerry turned around, and gulped loudly at the sight. 'HA! Didn't expect this right lover boy?' They had been able to remove most of the paint from their pants, leaving just some stains here and there that looked like a pattern. The T-shirts were ruined though, so, they decided to play with scissors a little bit. Kim had cut off the sleeves and the sides of her T-shirt, turning it into a kind of vest, and Kira had cut off the shape of a Halloween pumpking. Paired up with random sneakers, they pulled off a really hot, casual look.

"Well, we were just feeling risky you know?" Said Kira, before drinking her milk.

"Oh well, you should try this look more often, you girls look stunning." Said John.

"Thanks! I'm actually starting to like orange a bit more." Kim said, sending a smirk to the boys, who just glared at her and returned to their breakfast.

"May I ask why are you both carrying those sport bags?"

"We're trying out for cheer leading." Said Kira with a shrug.

"You're what?" Shrieked Jerry, almost choking on his muffin.

"Trying out for cheer leading. Do you need a drawing?" Asked Kim, clearly annoyed.

"I thought you two were to 'cool' for that. Why the sudden change? Need to feel watched?" Asked Jack. By that time, John had left the kitchen, not wanting to be there when the kids exploded.

"Not really, it's just we have a bet to win."

"A bet? Seriously? With who?" Inquired Jerry.

"Donna and her clique." Shrugged Kira. "She wanted us to prove we're better than her, so, here we are."

"You really think you can beat Donna in her own game?" Asked Jack, disbelieving.

"You seem to forget that I was cheer captain during freshmen year Jackie, so in reality this is my game. I'm just getting it back."

"Dude, wasn't it just enough with the diva off? You want them to crush you in cheer leading too?" Asked Jerry, amused.

Kim was about to snap at him, but Kira intervened. "Think whatever you want, you'll have to swallow every single word. Now move your lazy asses, I'm not gonna be late because of you."

The day went by without remarkable events. Unless you count Jerry doing a stupid happy dance because he got a date with Lorie and falling on top of the vice-principal who was telling him to stop as a remarkable thing.

It was the time. Cheer leading try-outs.

"Are you sure you want to do this Kim?"

The blonde looked at her best friend and smiled. "Of course I am. Cheer leading was one of my passions remember? I'm glad to be back, and if I get to rub it in Donna's face well, much better."

"Well then," Kira said, smirking. "lets do this."

They entered the gym, and found a lot of girls, including Donna and her minions, in the middle of the room. There were some boys on the bleachers. Kim rolled her eyes at how hormonal boys could get.

"So, you made it." Said Heather.

"Well, duh." Replied Kira.

"Ready to be crushed?" Said Donna.

"Bring it on." Answered Kim.

They parted ways and started stretching, waiting for their names to be called. Donna and her girls were called really soon, and Kira was called not so long after. Kira's performance was pretty great, not so much pep, but she made up for it with amazing flips and jumps. On the other hand, Kim was called one of the last.

"Alright Kim." Said coach Mac. "Show us what you got."

Kim stood in the middle of the gym, her back facing the bleachers. She took a deep breath and straightened her ponytail. She turned around. 'Lets get this party started.'

"Okay everyone! When I say 'go' you say 'whales' got it?!" She started walking around the gym.

"GO!"

"WHALES!" Everyone cheered as she passed by.

"GO!"

"WHALES!"

"I can't hear you people! GO!"

"WHALES!"

"That's right! WHALES FOR THE WIN!"

She went back to the middle of the floor. She did two black flips and a back twisted jump. She then ran towards the wall, and did a somersault stepping on it. She turned around and faced the coach, and lifted her leg up so her knee was touching her shoulder. She took a couple of steps back and finished her performance with a forward somersault, landing perfectly on both of her feet, one hand on her hip, the other one raised in a fist.

The room went silent. All that was heard was Kim's heavy breathing. She felt the sweat going down her forehead, and just for a moment, she thought she hadn't made it. But then, the whole gym erupted in applause and cheering, including the coach, who had a knowing smile on.

"Well, Crawford, it's good to have you back. I see you're not the slightest bit roasted."

"I do my best coach."

"That's how I like it. Well done, now go drink some water before you dehydrate. Collins! You're up!"

Kim did as she was told, and not a second after she left for her bag, Kira was already by her side.

"That was AWESOME! Like, you, my friend, have cheerleading going through your veins."

"Yeah, well. Like I said, it's one of my passions. And with all the dances moves you've taught me, we can make the stadium fall apart Ki."

"Well, you will do that for sure. I'm not so sure about me making the team."

"Are you kidding? Coach was amazed with your flips. You're totally gonna make it."

"Uhm Kim?" A shy voice said from behind them. Turning around, they found Julie and Grace, looking at them.

"Yes?"

"I just wanted to say that you did amazing back there." Said Grace, and Julie nodded. "So did you Kira. I'm sure you'll both make the team."

"Thanks um...Grace right?" Kira said, and Grace just nodded.

"Why didn't you try out?" Asked Kim, curiosity getting the best of her. "You were on the team during freshmen and sophomore year."

"Are you kidding? Donna wouldn't let that happen. She kicked me off the squad in the middle of the year. I didn't stand a chance with her as captain."

"Oh, well, that's a shame."

"Yeah, anyways, we gotta go. Just wanted to congratulate you." And with that, and a final smile from Julie, they both left.

"You were friends with them right?" Asked Kira.

"Yeah, they're dating Eddie and Milton."

"They seem pretty cool."

"They are." Kim sighed. "Well, I'm exhausted. Let's get out of here okay?"

"Right behind you sister."

That night, she went to sleep with a smile on her face. Okay, so maybe the day hadn't started off really great, but it had gotten better by the minute. The orange outfit had attracted most of the guys' attention, making Donna stay in the background. Clark had asked her out officially, and now they had a date on Friday. And she had aced her try-outs, earning shock faces from Jack and Jerry, and a tantrum from Donna. Now she just had to wait for the sheet with the names to be posted, and coach had said it would be up tomorrow by lunch.

'Looks like Kim Crawford's gonna win this bet.'

A/N: So, did you like it? I know the whole pep talk thing kinda suck, but I was never good at it. So, diva off huh? Anyone knows where I got the idea from? Yep, you guessed it, I'm a gleek.

I'll never get tired of saying how amazing you all are. Every single review means the world to me, and I can't thank you enough for all your support.

Tell me what you think! Even if it's a flame, I can always use some criticism.

See you soon! xoxo

Joker