Okay. So here is the next chapter of Lazy Dayz. I don't really have much to say…seeing as I poured out my heart and soul out to you guys last chapter. By the way, I asked whether you wanted me to #releasethebeast or #tamethebeast. I only got a few replies on what I should do…so I chose. This chapter isn't going to be very long, it's just something to hold you guys until my schedule clears up. The life of a homeschooler is not easy. And guys, please read the note at the bottom. It's really important! Does anyone even read the author's notes anymore?

Kim's POV

"I can't believe you actually broke his nose." I said to Jack as I wrapped up his hand. "He deserved it. He had his filthy hands all over you." Jack grumbled whilst glaring at nothing in particular. I should probably explain what happened so that you guys don't get confused.

Flashback

"You did meet her. In fact, you're the douche that has his hands on my girl." Jack snarled angrily. Brad looked between Jack and I, before gulping, his face paling in fear. Oh shiznit. Before anyone could do anything to stop him, Jack ripped Brad away from my side, slamming him into a wall. The next thing I know, Brad is clutching his broken nose, and my "all brawn, no brains" boyfriend is wiping Brad's blood off his hands. So, in the end, Jack ended up with bruises on his fists and Brad had the pleasure of receiving a broken nose from a very angry black belt.

Flashback

"He was just flirting. You didn't need to go all Hulk on him and pound his face in." I replied whilst rolling my eyes. "You're mine. I don't want other guys flirting with you." He said before looking down at his hands that I had just finished wrapping up. "That's stupid. First of all: you don't own me. It's my life, my choice. And secondly: if you're going to do this every time you see a guy flirting with me, I really don't know how long this relationship is going to last." I replied, and he looked up at me, hurt evident in his eyes. "You're breaking up with me?" he asked, making me sigh. "No. But that doesn't mean that you can go around breaking the noses of every guy who flirts with me." I replied. "I'm sorry Kimmy. I guess I was a bit…overprotective." He mumbled. "A bit?" I scoffed. "Okay…maybe a lot." He replied. "That's the understatement of the century." I said, and he rolled his eyes at me. "What I'm trying to say…is that I'm sorry for breaking Brad's nose, even though my actions were justified seeing as he did deserve it, and I'll try to tone it down on the "angry, jealous boyfriend" vibe. But, from now on, you have to dress like a nun." He responded. A what?! "A what?!" I exclaimed, voicing my thoughts. "A nun. If you really want me to stop breaking the noses of the guys that flirt with you, you need to stop looking so beautiful." He said.

"No." I replied.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"I'll wear even shorter shorts."

"Over my dead body."

"That can be arranged."

He was silent for a few moments before he began to pout. "No. Not the eyes." I groaned as he began to give me the puppy-dog eyes. "Please?" He whined. "I'm not dressing like a nun. God, would you quit it with the eyes already?!" I responded, and he dropped his pout. "You're no fun." He frowned. I was about to reply, when I got a text from Grace.

G: hey girlie. Jer and I r going home. c u tmrw?

K: kayy. i just have 2 take care of Jack. c u tmrw. 11.30?

G: sure. i'll bring the popcorn…and jer. milton and jules r coming 2 btw

K: mkay. let's all meet jack's house. we can use the theater room.

G: sounds perf. ttyl bae 3 xoxo

K: ttyl boo 3 xoxo

"Who are you texting?" Jack asked, making me roll my eyes as I slipped my phone into my back pocket. "Why? Are you going to go break their nose too? Or maybe make them dress like a nun?" I retorted, and he winced. "Are we fighting? Does this qualify as our first fight? I don't want to fight with you…I'm sorry." He replied. I sighed and sat down on the counter next to him. "I don't want to fight either…" I said. "Then let's not. Let's have a make up make-out session, and forget the last two hours ever happened." He suggested eagerly. "How about no?" I responded. "You should know that I never take no for an answer." He scoffed, and I giggled. He smiled at me before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.

Everything's going to work out fine.

Okay, how was that? Bad? Horrible? DO YOU HATE ME?! I have failed this fandom. I deserve an arrow in me…Anywhoozle, sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long, but I have an announcement. Lately, I've been lacking the motivation to post because it seems that a lot of other writers on here have basically given up Kickin' It. I'm really trying here, guys, but it's hard because I kinda stopped watching the show a while back, and now it's over. Sorry if the characters are a little OC, but that's the best that my head could come up with. (wow, this is a long AN, so thank you to the people who actually read up to here). I'll try and post more often, but y'all are going to have to cut me some slack. I'm taking like ten classes this year, and I'm just a sophomore. Homeschool is really hard. Anyways, thanks to the writers who have continued to post on , and for not giving up on this ship. Until next time, my awkward turtles.

~I actually forgot my username

~Never mind. I looked it up

~caffeinxted…right?