Jack's POV

It's been several weeks when the guys and I first met Kim. She's been attending classes with us and she's really good. I'm not going to lie; she might get as good as me by the end of all of this. She mentioned something about attending a dojo in her real world. The thing with Kim is that, I've never opened up to someone ever since my ex-girlfriend.

Kim? I just feel like I can talk to her about almost everything. She makes me feel something I've never felt around anyone else. Milton's been taking a note of this and he's suspecting something. I'm not sure what he's thinking, but he's usually right about things.

I woke up bright and early with a big smile on my face. Today, I was going to take Kim to my grandfather's favourite diner. He used to take me here all the time and this place means just as much as the park did to me. I was really glad to be showing Kim all these places that meant so much to me. I got dressed and texted her to get ready soon.

Beyond excited! :)

I smiled at her text, excited and happy. I put on a clean shirt, checked myself in the mirror and went downstairs.

"What are you doing up so early?" My mom asked me when she noticed me.

I walked over to her and planted a kiss on her forehead, "No reason."

"Is it a girl?" She smiled at me knowingly.

I groaned, "Mom, not all my life decisions revolve around a girl you know."

She laughed, "I know, just messing with you. I just made some eggs, do you want any?"

I shook my head, "It's fine. I'm actually going to head down to Sunshine Diner. "

"It's a girl isn't it! You haven't gone down there since-"

"Hush mom, okay maybe it is a girl." I finally admitted.

My mom grinned from ear to ear, "Treat her well."

I nodded and headed out the back door where it led to the garage. Unlocking the car, I got in and blasted my CD containing my playlist filled with rock music.

I arrived at the front of Kim's house a few minutes later. I got out of my car and just as I was about to knock on the door, the door opened to a smiling Kim.

"Good morning!" She said cheerfully and gave me a hug.

Confused, I hugged her back, "Someone's very cheery today."

The blond laughed, "I just received the best news of my life last night."

"Oh really? Do tell." We descended down the front steps.

"I'll tell you later." She smirked.

"Oh come on Kim! You're killing me."

"First, you have to tell me where we're going."

I opened the front door for her, "Not a chance. You have to wait."

"Then you have to wait as well." Kim said simply.

Sighing deeply, I closed her door; walked to the other side and got in. The whole way to the diner, Kim just kept bugging me about where we were going. When we finally pulled up, she stopped.

"You could've told me to not eat before."

I laughed, "I assumed you're one of those girls who eat a lot and never get full."

"You my friend are very right." She laughed.

Friend. The word echoed in my head. Friend. Friend. Friend. I shook it off and got out of the car. When Kim got out as well, she stopped and took a look at the diner.

"This place looks amazing." Kim said.

I smiled at it, "It's got amazing food. The whole diner is 50s themed and it's amazing. My grandfather took me here constantly before he…passed on."

Kim turned to me and took my hand, "I'm glad you're sharing this with me. I wish I could share something just as special with you."

I looked at her hand that was entwined with mine, "Yeah. If only I wasn't a fictional character, huh?"

She laughed, "Fictional characters are the best you know. I'll have you know, I don't think of you as a fictional character. I think of you as a real person."

I swung her hand and walked into the diner. We were soon greeted by one of my favourite waitresses, Bonnie.

"Jack! So good to see you! Who's this lovely lady?" She greeted us in her Swedish accent.

"Bonnie, this is Kim. Kim, this is Bonnie. She's been working here for a while and has known me since I was young." I grinned at the memories.

"Ah yes, Jackie was a very adventurous child. He would grab the salt and pepper and pretend they were space ships. Then he would get out of his seat; jump from table to table, leaving salt and pepper all over people's meals." Bonnie laughed.

I stared her down and whispered to Bonnie in a slightly angry tone. I didn't want Kim to know that I was like that!

To my surprise, Kim laughed and admitted she did something similar like this. I honestly thought she would insult me like some girls tend to do.

"I would take this weird hairy doll with me everywhere we go. Little did I know, it shed hair. I was a very social kind of kid and I talked to every person I saw in the restaurants we go to. I would show them my doll and that it's magical. When I said it was magical, I began shaking it, pretending it was gathering up some magic dust, making the hair land directly in their food." Kim chuckled at her reminiscence.

Bonnie laughed, "It's like you two are one of the same! Shall I get you a booth seat?"

I nodded; Kim grabbed my arm and leaned on it, "Hey, thanks for taking me here. This place is so retro."

I turned to Kim, "I wanted to. I've never felt so close to someone ever in my life you know."

She smiled at me, "I feel special."

"Well you should." I laughed.

Bonnie set two menus down, "What kind of milkshakes do you prefer?"

"Woah, milkshakes for breakfast? Now this is astonishing." Kim sat on one side of the booth.

The middle aged waitress laughed at Kim's remark, "So what will it be lovely?"

"Strawberry." Kim said simply.

"Jack?" Bonnie turned to me.

"Chocolate." I laughed at my choice.

"As usual, hm?" Bonnie scribbled our milkshake orders down on her notepad.

I grinned at her, "It's been the same since I was eight Bonnie."

Bonnie grinned, "I know. I know. Who do you think served them to you as a teen?" She then rolled away on her roller skates.

"So, what kind of history do you have with this place?" Kim leaned over and asked.

"Look through the food and I'll tell you as we eat."

"But Bonnie just left." Kim said dully.

"She'll come back. Duh." I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Enough with the sass, Jack." Kim glared at me.

I frowned slightly and Kim had a laugh, "So uptight, Brewer."

"Okay enough with these games, Crawford." I looked through the menu.

"I just want pancakes with scrambled eggs on the side." Kim closed the menu.

"I like omelets. Dang, they are so good." I groaned in hunger.

"Chill it sounds like you're aroused." She joked.

I glared, "Oh screw you."

"Go on, have your food-gasm." Kim laughed.

"Seriously I should be making those jokes, not you."

Kim was uncontrollably laughing, "Okay, okay! I'll stop."

Bonnie came back with our milkshakes and placed them down, "Ready to order?"

"Those milkshakes came fast." I commented.

She nodded, "New record!"

"Alright, I'll have the waffles with scrambled eggs on the side. I'll need a lot of ketchup."

Bonnie jotted her order down and nodded towards me, "The usual?"

"Yup."

"Alright guys. I will be right back with your orders." Bonnie rolled away.

Kim smirked at me, "Now tell me the history."

"Not until you tell me this big news of yours." I negotiated.

She rolled her eyes, "Fine. My fictional dad is coming back from the airport in a few weeks I believe."

"That's great! I mean he might not be your actual father but still, that's great!"

"I want you to come with me to keep me company." Kim finished.

"What?"

"Well, do you want me to be lonely at the airport?"

"You could just text me." I shrugged.

"Will you please come?" She begged.

Sighing, I nodded, "Fine."

Kim had a huge grin on her face, "Excellent!"

"Hey, have you ever wondered if it would be your actual father from your world?" I pondered.

Kim looked out in space for a while, "Sort of. What if it's really him? I miss him you know? He just…took off without notice. My actual mom has told me it was for business but I worry. It's been a year and he's only written to me once wondering how I was doing. The address was his best friend's address so I don't know where he's been. I miss having him around. I need a father to guide me sometimes you know?"

"Yeah, I get you. My grandfather was the father figure. My dad was always away opening up new businesses all around the continent. He wanted his franchise to be known everywhere. My grandfather always took care of me ever since I was born. My dad would always leave me messages, apologizing for not properly being there for me. I mean, it could be worse back then. He could've just cut me and my brother out of his life. My grandfather knew a lot so he passed down his knowledge to me. When I was five, he decided to teach my brother and me karate. When my father found out, he was furious. He didn't see how karate would morph us into proper business men. He just assumed we'll use violence to negotiate with others. So my grandfather and him argued, even though my father also learned karate when he was young. After that incident, I rarely saw my father and he stopped leaving me messages. When I said it could be worse earlier, it did get worse. I was cut out of his life and the only time I saw him was during the holiday parties my family hosted. When those occurred, we just faked one happy family. My mom was upset and started becoming depressed over my father for about a year. I don't hate my dad though. He just…needed to be more understanding. My grandfather never let the fact that his eldest son stopped caring about his children, bother him. He took on the role as the father in a way and continued to teach Max and me karate. My grandfather helped Bobby Wasabi open his first dojo which then branched into several more. Not only did my grandfather impact Bobby, but he always helped around when his first dojo opened. He would step in and mentor the kids. He honestly is the most amazing man ever."

Kim smiled at me and I saw a few tears streaming down her face, "That was pretty touching."

I shrugged, "I really do miss my grandfather though."

"I know, I wish I met this great man who spent half of his life raising a great guy. D-did you ever try and properly speak to your dad again?"

I hesitated, "Not really. He cut me out of his life all because of karate so I don't consider him a huge part of my life anymore. What sucked was that my dad barely even showed up to my grandfather's funeral. He came in half way through my eulogy and stayed till the burial."

"You should talk to him though, he is your father." Kim said.

"No way, Kim. I handle things differently than you do." I looked away.

"My mom thinks karate is bad; yet I still do it and we speak."

"Kim, I'm not like you. My father doesn't want anything to do with me. I can't change that and I've learned to accept it."

"I-I see then. Just one more question though, why did your grandfather like this diner in particular?"

Bonnie came in and placed our food in the center of our table, "Enjoy!"

I grabbed my plate and Kim grabbed hers. I began picking on my omelette and began to speak, "My grandfather's best friend opened this diner. His best friend was also once his lover and they sort of started this diner together. By the stories he told me, she seemed lovely. Although they never married and she completely broke his heart, he never stopped loving her. She passed away two years before my grandfather did. He was heartbroken, but he never stopped coming here. Everything here reminded him of her; he never wanted to forget who she was to him and all the memories they shared."

"Did your grandfather tell you how she broke his heart?" Kim put some ketchup on her eggs.

"Betrayal. When they were dating back in their college days, he saw her with someone who looked somewhat like him. It turns out it was her ex-boyfriend and she used him. They broke up and she tried to explain but he wouldn't give her the time of day."

"That's terrible. I bet they would've been great together." Kim munched on her eggs.

"Well, my grandfather sort of got over it and met my grandmother." I said simply.

Kim smiled at me, "Well I'm glad he had a happy ending."

"Me too."

Kim was the second person I told this story to. I watched as she enjoyed her breakfast. We cracked several jokes and I realized I was extremely comfortable with Kim. She told me some things about herself that I didn't know of. More childhood stories were shared and it was magnificent.

The thing was halfway through our breakfast, I realized something.

I really like Kim.

And it was more than a friend. The problem was, I didn't want to jeopardize our blossoming friendship.

Oh snap! Okay first off I'm extremely sorry for not posting in ages! I got sick, then I had exams, had to make up for several assignments, tests and quizzes. Point is, school just went insane. I'm back with a long-ish chapter giving you guys a glance in Jack's past with his grandfather and father.

I spent like a while on this chapter. It actually took a few days since I got side tracked. I swear, blasting One Republic helps me write hehe.

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