I know I said that I was finished with the story but thewritingsoftaylor30 gave me an idea to make an alternative ending written by her. On with the chapter but first disclaimer time!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It or the plot, it's all written by thewritingsoftaylor30 BEST AUTHOR AND WRITER! I want to thank her for writing this and her ideas! And read her stories, they're fantastic especially Halloween Thief.
Kim's POV
As I started walking with Travis to the dance floor, something in my heart wasn't right. Sure, I mean Travis was nice and everything, but I couldn't glancing over in Jack and Donna's direction. Idiots. I swear, I seriously I want to beat the fudge out of Jack and/or Donna. I don't care who, I just want to punch one of them in the face. My money's on Donna.
Kim, stop talking about Jack! You're going to make yourself feel worse! This is YOUR night with your NEW boyfriend. So enjoy it, while you have it!
You're right, conscious. I looked around the room, and I had to say the decorating committee did a beautiful job with gym, that has now been converted to the prom room. Candle lights were hung up from the ceiling, so it created that dim effect on the room…purple and blue streamers were bouncing on the poles, with purple and blue balloons dangling from the ceiling, with long string attached to them. There seemed to be a lot of things hung from the ceiling. Even the banner that says "Welcome to Seaford High's Annual Prom". It looked gorgeous. There were even bowls of flowers everywhere…guess what color they were?
"Hey Kim, you want me to get you some punch?" Travis asked me over the loud music booming through our ears.
"Sure, thanks," I said, smiling. He went over the snack table to get some punch for the both of us. I started dancing shyly in place…hey; I can be a good dancer! All I have to do is not go overboard with it….like Milton, Jerry and Eddie over there, doing the cat daddy. I saw Grace over there dancing confidently on the dance floor. One of the things I love about her is that she's not afraid to be herself. I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. She gave a warm smile.
"Hey, Kim!" She squealed. "Oh my god, you look amazing!"
"You do too!" I said, looking at her strapless sequined pink dress. "I love your outfit!"
"Anyway, what's up?" She asked me.
"Doesn't this place look amazing?" I said.
"Yeah I know…whoever decorated should get an award for 'best prom decorator'. I seriously love the lit up candles!" She said. I laughed.
"So, where's Travis?" She asked.
"Oh, he's just getting me some punch. What's taking him so long anyway?" I said, looking for the snack table. Seriously, how long does it take for one guy to pour punch into a cup?
"I said I'm sorry already!" I heard a familiar voice scream. My eyes widened. I squeezed out of the crowd, with Grace following me, to see if that's who I thought it was. Finally, after many people I finally got out, and saw Jack and Travis face-to-face looking at eachother like they were ready to kill eachother.
"Look at what you did to my tux!" He snarled at Jack. I looked at his white tuxedo, and it was covered in pink liquid.
"Travis, I didn't mean it! It was a total accident, someone bumped into me! Although, trust me doing that on purpose would've been a great idea to me!"
I smacked Jack. "Jack!" I screamed, telling him to shut up.
"I'm sorry, am I hurting your boyfriend's little feelings? My bad, Kim!" He said sarcastically.
"Ugh, you're going to pay for this Jack!" Travis said.
"Uh, sorry man…I could barely afford this tux…how do you expect me to buy you another one?" He said innocently.
"That is IT!" He screamed. He charged for Jack and aimed a punch in his face, but all Jack did was catch his arm as it was centimeters away from his face.
"Yeah…that'll happen." He scoffed, and gave him a kick. Travis jumped back, and immediately charged for Jack, and flinged him against the wall. He hit the wall, and caused the ceiling to shake a bit, which caused candles to fall down on the "PROM NIGHT" banners. And sadly…
The candles were still on fire.
As the candle hit the banner, fire slowly started to spread around the banners. My eyes widened as the fire slowly started spreading to other places, and soon enough to the stadium. Jack immediately got up and took a step back in horror or shock. Before I could register what was happening, things were going in full-swing action.
"FIRE!" Someone screamed as the fire alarm blared of. Chaos erupted in the gymnasium, and everyone ran for the four exit doors, with loud screams of terror and fear. I was so squished in the crowd; I couldn't even see what was happening. All I could see was black tuxes mushed in my face, and pretty soon I could smell awful smoke, and the room temperature drastically increased. Because of the horrid air, my eyes started to get all watery, and I ended up coughing non-stop. I couldn't understand what was happening. All I knew was that I was in the middle of fire. And before I knew it…
Everything went black.
Jack's POV
Thankfully, even with all that chaos, I managed to escape from the building that had caught on fire. I saw people screaming at Travis for starting this whole thing…luckily no one tried blaming me for this. Although, my back was killing me…man Travis threw me hard.
I saw Donna march up to me with a worried look on her face.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Look at this!" She pointed to her feet, and one of them seemed to have been barefoot.
"Why do you have one shoe on?" I asked.
"I left it there! Can you please get it for me, Jackie-poo?" She said, pouting her lip.
"It's a stupid shoe Donna!" I said, almost getting fed-up.
Before she could argue, I saw Jerry, Milton and Eddie walk over to me.
"Hey! Why isn't Travis with her girlfriend?" Jerry said.
"He looks like he's going to need some backup!" Milton said.
"Mmhmm!" Eddie agreed.
Wait…I looked around, but I couldn't see her. I didn't see anyone wearing a sea blue strapless gown, or anyone sassing another person. I shuffled through the worried crowd. I shuffled through the fire department. But no sign.
There was no sign of Kim Crawford.
I ran up to Jerry, Eddie and Milton. "Kim's not here!" I said.
"Would you forget about Kim, Jack? She probably went home, like the loser she is," Dona mumbled.
"What if she's inside? I've got to go get her!" I said, frantically running inside. But Milton caught my arm.
"Jack you can't go in there! The whole gym is catching on fire! What if something happens?"
"I have to!" I growled. "I won't let Kim die in there!"
"Jack, no! Please, don't! I don't want to plan a funeral for you!" Jerry said.
"What if she's not in there?" Eddie said. "What if…what if…it's too late?"
I thought about it. But I had a clear answer. "That's a chance I'm willing to take, Eddie." I ran inside, sneaking behind the fire department, and crawled inside the dented vent, hearing the last words from Donna Tobin.
"Yeah Jack you go get those shoes for me!"
Okay, this was worse than I thought it was.
It went from a simple banner, to the almost everywhere. Smoke filled up in the air, causing trouble to my lungs. But I didn't care. I had to find Kim.
"Kim!" I coughed running through the non-fire areas. Although, if I came here ten minutes later, there wouldn't be any non-fire areas.
"KIM!" I screamed. Pillars started toppling down, which was starting to make things worse. My lungs were taking in too much of this bad air, and I almost couldn't take it. But the only person on my mind was Kim.
"KIM! PLEASE ANSWER ME!" I cried helplessly. But no use…not a single voice. Only the crackling sound of fire.
"AAH!"
I darted my eyes towards the direction of the scream and started running towards it, dodging every flame I could. I looked around and saw Kim on the floor, with dirt, and ashes covered on her…and her eyes were closed.
"KIM!" I screamed. I ran over towards her. Unfortunately, she made no attempt to move. I grabbed her by the waist, and carried her over my shoulders, and started running towards the dented vent. Please tell me she isn't dead. She can't be dead. I love her. She can't be dead. She isn't. Right? Wait…did I just say I loved Kim?
As more and more was toppling down, I quickly climbed through the smoked vent. I started coughing and coughing as more smoke started filling up the vents. I was squeezing Kim's hand, dragging her body across the body, when I realized…
I couldn't even drag my own.
The smoke was too much…the fire was too intense…I couldn't take it anymore…I lay my stomach flat on the metal, breathing heavily... my eyes were fogging up, and I couldn't see anything…so close Jack. You were so close to saving Kim.
This was it, I thought. I was going to die. I looked at Kim, whose skin looked paler than snow. At least I made an attempt to save her. Before I knew my time was going to be done, I weakly dragged my head close to her ear, and whispered the words I wish she could hear.
"I'm sorry Kim."
As soon as I said those words…with a last bang with my fist on the vent…everything went black.
