Letters To Juliet
By Triple Driple

Chapter 9: Wrath Of The Wasabi Warrior

Rating: T
Contains: Violence & minor expression of emotions (nothing too extreme!)
Disclaimer: I am only a fan of the show, I do not own anything!

Chapter 9: Wrath Of the Wasabi Warrior

"Brody Carson, when I get my hands on you… you are so dead!" I muttered angrily in hatred…

I rode off to my house and quickly dropped off the cookies before leaving again, this time to the mall where he and Jerry were playing action tag. I swear when I catch him, he will answer for lying to me.

I rode to the mall entrance where Joan Malone… the security guard of the mall stopped it.

"Where do you think you're going Kim?" Joan asked "You know there's no skating in the mall."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed before nodding. I gave her my skateboard and helmet then stomped in angrily. I walked up the escalator and stomped in a fast pace to the arcade. I pushed the door open, seeing a nerd at the counter.

"If you're here to play action tag… $5.00 for admission." He said calmly and I just tugged the collar of his shirt angrily, strangling him quite a little. The guy got scared, I could feel his shivering vibrate through my hand but I didn't care. I only wanted Brody Carson.

"Listen here ya freak!" I said angrily, growling "I didn't come here to play your dumb action tag. I came here to look for Brody Carson… have you seen him?"

"I'm sorry but I cannot—" The nerd gulped but was cut off when I pulled his ear hard. "Him and Martinez are at Falafel Phil's."

"Was that so hard?" I smiled sweetly before letting him go and I stomped out of the arcade and walked across the mall to Falafel Phil's where I saw him, Mika and Jerry sitting at our usual table.

"Brody!" I growled grabbing his attention; luckily Phil had to go visit his great aunt so I'm sure it was Mika who let them in so it was only him, Jerry, Mika and … Tootsie. He turned to me and yelped. He quickly stood up trying to make a run for it into the kitchen so I quickly stomped off towards him and grabbed him by the back of his collar. I faced him towards me and pinned him to the wall, lifting him by his collar. (A/N: I got the idea from the episode Kung Fu Cop)

"Kim!" He protested in pain and I glared at him.

"Brody, did you lie to me about where you found my book and how you find it?" I asked

"What?" He remarked, his voice getting 4 octaves higher "No, no, no."

I glared at him even more deadly than before and sunk my nails hard into his neck and he winced in pain.

"You're lying," I told him "Tell me the truth before I really give you something to cry about."

"But Kim—" Jerry and Mika were ready to protest until I turned my head to them.

"Stay out of it!" I yelled at them and they both used two fingers of theirs as a zip and drew it across their lips, sitting quietly where they were.

"Fine, put me down and I'll tell you the truth." Brody pleaded and I quickly let go of his shirt, letting him fall to the ground. I folded my arms across my chest and tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for him to respond.

"Well," I said as he got up and dusted himself off "I'm waiting."

"I didn't really find your book." Brody started and I sarcastically gasped

"You don't say!" I added and he noticed my heavy sarcasm and cut right to the chase.

"It was actually Jack who found it… well he didn't find it find it." Brody explained and I cocked a brow at him. "You dropped it when you bumped into him the first time you two met."

My eyes widened in shock. It was Jack who had my binder and it all made sense… but why didn't he return it himself instead of giving it to Brody—unless…

"Did Jack read my binder?" Kim asked "Is that why he gave it to you and asked you to lie?"

Brody bowed his head in shame and I felt steam coming out of my ears in anger… BREWER READ MY BINDER?! He saw my enraged expression and said "Kim… what are you going to…" he trailed off as I left Falafel Phil's. The last I heard was him, Mika and Jerry calling out my name to come back.

This time instead of walking fast, I ran. I grabbed my skateboard and helmet from Joan and rode down the street as fast as I could. He read my binder… something private with everything that my heart had inside. Only Grace, Brody and sort of Milton knew about it and he had no right to read it but only return it. Jackson Brewer better have a coffin ready 'cause I will murder him!

Jack's POV

I went out to throw away the trash, my dad was not feeling really well that day so I decided to take on stuff around the house. As I threw the black bags in the trash, I noticed from afar, a blonde in a blue plaid shirt, black skinny denims and black and white all stars riding a skateboard into the neighbourhood which I assumed was Kim.

I was about to enter the house when I heard Kim shouting out my name… but my surname… in a very angry manner. She quickly got off her skateboard and dropped it on her lawn before walking up to me angrily. Before I knew it her fist connected with my cheek knocking me off my feet.

"Kim… what on earth has gotten into you?" I asked holding my bruised cheek.

"I should be asking you that," Kim said "Who the heck gave you the permission to read my binder?"

My eyes widened in shock and I spit out spit mixed blood from my mouth and muttered. "Brody sold me out didn't he?"

"Doesn't matter either," Kim told me "You should've returned it to me at once when you had to."

"Well I'm sorry you were rude to me when I wanted to return it," I said "And I forgot about it afterwards because you gave me a reason to. The only reason I read it was to figure out what was wrong with you."

"You could've just asked me," Kim said

"Yeah, I would've but all you keep saying is 'I'm fine,' or 'no worries'. It's not like I dug into the minute I saw it." I explained angrily "I only read it after our encounter on the beach which was Friday."

"You know what? Forget it!" Kim stated "What happens in my life is my business and not yours."

"I only wanted to know what's wrong with you because I care!" I yelled involuntarily, wishing I never said that. Her face expression lightened and she seemed less angry than before.

"I didn't ask for anyone to care Brewer," Kim said calmly "Next time you want to meddle in other people's affairs, get a puzzle or something to keep yourself busy." With that she stomped off back into her house next door. I stood up, holding my bruised cheek. What was with that girl? It's as if she hates everyone and everything… to think I thought she had an actual heart.

XXxxXX

That evening, I sat on my bed holding an ice pack to my cheek. For a girl, Kim Crawford could punch, it was still sore until now. Dad saw it hours ago and kept on asking me what it was about but I shrugged him off telling him I bumped my head into… the mailbox. Not the most believable excuse but he bought it after I insisted.

I just don't get her, she's like a mood swingy mess… she hates me at times then we become buddy- buddy at the next. She always wants to act like a hardball even though she isn't, we're all human and we need to learn that.

But as I thought about it, I had to admit I wasn't any better. I then remembered the conversation I had with my dad the first day I came here.

Flashback

"Natalia told me that the main reason you're here is because you did something horrible back at home, she didn't say and told me that it was better you told me face to face," I groaned silently knowing where this was heading. "So tell me… what exactly did you do?" He completed

"I'd rather not say," I brushed him off

"But Jack, you need to get it off your chest—"

"I said I'd rather not say!" I said growling a bit putting emphasis on every single word

"Jack, remember that I'm your father and that I know what's best for—" He tried to coax me but I cut him off, what he said had just crossed the line.

"You can actually say that you know what's best for me even though you haven't been there for me?" I growled furiously "Last time I saw you was when I was 8… I'm 16 now and you have no clue what I'm like." I suddenly lowered my voice and sighed before turning back to look out through the window again "I think I have the right to remain silent."

He just looked at me and said "I don't blame you for being angry… but with time, you'll calm down a bit."

End of Flashback

The only reason why my dad wanted to know was because he cared and I shunned him out just like Kim did to me. I was in no place to judge her and I was probably even worse. My dad tries to bring up the topic more but I keep telling him it's none of his business… just like Kim said to me today. But my reasons are different because I don't think I'm ready to tell him why I'm really here.

The more I thought about it… the more I felt like a jerk. Kim must've shadowed her true feelings for her father and how devastated she is about his death. I'm shadowing my mistakes from the world just to keep myself from falling. Are her and I really more similar than I thought?