Author's Note:

Wow! I have gotten so many positive review! It's great to know that my readers are still engaged with the story.

Since everyone who reviewed demanded an update, I shall update.

There is more drama, so stick around. This is a little filler chapter, so it's short.

As always, read, enjoy, review, share, dream about. Whatever.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It. If I did, I wouldn't be a loner on a computer.

Jack's P.O.V

I didn't realize how much I missed Seaford. The smells, sounds, look, people. One specific person comes to mind. But you gotta do with you gotta do.

I was studying Chemistry with Donna when I heard the mail slot open. I left Donna on the couch with books spread over the wooden coffee table. I got up and went towards the front of the door.

"Yes!" I yelled out.

"What?" Donna asked from the living room.

"Oh nothing," I said nonchalantly.

"What is it?" Donna asked half laughing.

"Nothing, really. It's just from someone back home," I said trying to contain my excitement.

"Is it a girl?"

"Not a girl. The girl. The girl of my dreams."

"Is she really the one?"

"I think and hope and know so."

"What did she send you?"

"A letter."

"A letter?" She asked surprised.

"Yeah a letter. It's the only way that we can communicate."

"Going old fashioned? What? You don't have cell phones or laptops to video chat with?"

"Yes. But we can't do anything with them because their is no reception and service here."

"You know they added wifi and got communication with the satellite at the beginning of the year, right?"

"What? How come no one told me this? I have waisted so much lead and ink on writing. But she's worth it." I said dreamily.

"Wow. She must be special."

"I already told you she is the one. Of course she is special to me."

"Yeah yeah. Enough with the heavy. Open it up!"

I didn't know whether to let Donna read private conversations between Kim and I. But Donna is a good friend. So why not?

I ripped open the envelope and put it on the coffee table in perception of both of our eyes to see.

Dear Jack,

Donna sounds like a good friend. But I just hope that she doesn't remind you of me too much. I wouldn't want anyone to take my place. I'm not sure that that would happen, but it's a possibility. Everything is a possibility.

Did you say something to an official at the Otai Academy or something? Someone is coming over and I guess I'm basically "auditioning" to go there. Wouldn't that be so fun? We could go to school together. I can see it now. Never seperated.

Jerry says Hi. He's actually been a great friend before you left. He hardly goes to detention anymore, he's doing well in school, he even has a wider vocabulary! Now that is an achievment right there.

Well, I don't know what else to say. Update me on all other factors of your life.

Lots of Love,

Kimmy

Donna looked at me with playful eyes.

"So her name is Kim, and you told her about me?"

"Well, she was asking if I met any cute girls and-"

"You think I'm cute?" Donna cut me off.

"Puppy dog cute. I was just saying how much you remind me of her, and that you're an awesome friend."

"So now I'm a friendly dog?" She said offended.

"No. I was uhm I just uhm-"

"Relax, J. I was just messing with you."

"I've never heard that nickname before."

"Well now you have, J. And you're going to like it," She poked me.

I raised my hand to my forehead and saluted.

"Yes, ma'am!"

She giggled in a high-pitched laugh.

"What other mail did you get?" She asked.

I looked at the only other piece of mail I had.

"Oh. It's a flyer for the school play." I answered.

"They do school plays here?" Her eyes lit up.

"I guess so. You wanna try out?"

"The correct term is auditioned and I will if you will."

"Ok. Well what do you think the play is?"

"It's probably going to be a classic like Romeo and Juliet or something like that."

"Ugh. Too romancy."

"Oh c'mon! It could be fun. Just try out," She begged.

"Uh. I think the correct term is auditioned," I corrected her.

"Touche."

We both laughed and looked at the flyer.

"It looks like the first meeting for drama club is next Friday. You wanna go?" She asked.

"OK. But promise me you'll go with me?" I asked.

"Of course."

"Shake on it," I demanded.

We spit in our right hand and shaked.

Then we went back to the Chemistry pile of homework under the two pieces of mail that we took a break on.