Author's Note:

Hello! Sorry I didn't update earlier. I had left my house at 7 this morning and I didn't get back until about an hour ago. It's been a long but fun day. Also, I was writing this chapter and I was half way through it, then my mom calls my name, I press the back button because I jumped, and erased what I wrote. So I am going to try to make it as good as it originally was.

As usual, read, enjoy, review, share. Everytime I get a review, I get the happiest feeling in the world. Readers have really been getting into this story, and that just makes me proud. You guys are amazing.

I don't know when this story will be over. I guess when it comes to a good stopping point or when I run out of ideas.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It. I honestly don't. Oh! And I don't own Sperry's. Here and in real life, sadly.

Kim's P.O.V

I woke up on this average Saturday morning. Today was the day that could take off my karate career. The tournament started at 10 this morning and I find out my ressults at 6 in the evening.

I saw Grace brushing her teeth because she stayed the night last night. She helped me bake 10 chocolate chip cookies for my nerves that hadn't came yet. Grace saw my alertness and smiled.

"Good morning! Are you excited?" She asked me.

I pondered at the question for a few seconds since I just woke up. "More like emotionless," I replied.

"Your nerves haven't arrived yet," She asked bewildered.

Grace always knew about my problems. She was the tree that stood next to me in the play. We have been through so much together. We have been friends since pre-school and still are. We have been through good, bad, embarrassing, and hilarious moments together. She used to travel around a lot when she was a kid because her parents were divorced. But her dad killed himself and she lives with her mom now. Basically, everyone knows about her father situation and we try our best not to mention it. Actually, we never mention it.

"It always comes at the last minute," I replied.

"That's true. How does that shit help you with your nerves?"

"I don't know. I guess it's just an OCD thing," I admitted.

"The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem."

"Why does everyone say that?"

Grace shrugged and I went downstairs. I put my cookies in a plastic bag and put that bag in my karate bag. I also put 3 water bottles in my karate bag. Grace came downstairs in skinny jeans, combat boots, and an over the shoulder sweatshirt. Here she is, ready. Then there is me. I just woke up, have morning breath, have a rat's nest for hair, and still in ass shorts and a tank top from sleeping in last night.

"You better get ready. The tournament is in an hour," Grace spoke up.

"Oh shit!"

I ran upstairs. It took 20 minutes for me to walk to the dojo and another 10 for me to warm up. It takes me forever to get ready for anything and I only had a half an hour.

"Grace, can you pour me some cereal," I yelled halfway up the stairs.

"Sure!" She yelled back.

I ran into my room and put on yoga pants, Sperry's, and a sweatshirt. I looked into the mirror and saw a big ball of hair on top of my head. I started brushing my hair at the tips and worked my way up. After that, I put my hair in a low ponytail. I ran back downstairs and ate the pre-poured cereal Grace prepared for me. I then ran back into my room, washed my face, put on a little bit of mascara, and brushed my teeth. I went into my closet and pulled my new gi from the back. I ran downstairs and put the gi in my karate bag.

"Let's go," I said as I rushed.

"Just in time," Grace said calmly as she put the dishes in the sink.

We walked out the door and into the dojo. Once there, Grace sat in the small audience area and I changed in the dressing rooms.

I walked out and stretched my arms, legs, and back. I rolled my neck a few times and noticed people starting to prepare for the tournament. I saw the same man that watched Jack enter the dojo and sit a few seats away from Grace. There were about 8 people, including me, in the match.

The first two to spar was a tall lean boy against a muscular short boy. The tallness won that match. Next was a short skinny boy against a teenager that looked fimiliar. He had long blonde hair and was well built. Then I finally realized who it was. It was Kai.

My stomach started to lurch. I looked towards Grace and gave her "the look". Her eyes widened and she noddd in understanding. She ran to the locker room and came out with two cookies and a water bottle. I ripped them out of her hands and shoved them in my mouth. I sighed in relief and chugged down the bottle of water.

"What got the nerves?" Grace asked.

"Jack's cousin is here," I said short and sweet.

"Kai?"

"Mhm."

"Why? Isn't he supposed to be in China or something?"

"I guess. But he must have came here for some beef."

"From who?"

"Oh. I don't know. Santa Clause?" I said sarcastically.

"Well why would he-oh. Jack."

"Yeah."

"Doesn't he know that Jack is in Japan?"

That made my stomach do flips. Realizing once again that Jack was half way across the world made me sad.

"Jack must have not give Kai the memo."

"Must have. Ok. Be careful. I think your next," Grace pointed out.

I looked towards the mats and saw a nine year old girl flip a regular sized teenage boy.

It was my turn against a boy an inch or two shorter than me that was pretty average for someone his age. I kicked his ass within a minute.

Kai was then against the tall boy who won at the beginning and guess who won. Kai. It was then me against he little girl who won. I didn't want to hurt her so I prayed for a miracle to happen. As she walked onto the mats, she tripped and yelped in pain. Her ankle looked like a deformed orange. Her mom grabbed her and took her to the ER. I won by default.

Kai then stopped onto the mats with me because we were the final two.

"Long time no see, Kim," Kai greeted me innocently.

"Kai," I replied without making eye contact.

"Is something wrong?" Kai asked concerned.

"Why are you here?" I spat out.

"I needed a fresh start. So I moved here a few months ago. How's Jack?"

"I wouldn't know. He moved away."

"That's sad. Where is he now?"

"Like you care," I said as I looked evily into his eyes.

He had a sweet sense in him. But I didn't believe it.

"What?" He asked appauled and confused.

I couldn't take it. I flipped him. Point to me.

Kai got up slowly while holding his back in pain.

"What was that for?" He asked.

I flipped him again. Another point to me. I only needed one more to win. I just had to attack him at a vulnerable time.

"Can you at least answer my question before you flip me?" He asked sarcastically.

"Why should I? You nearly hurt Jack and I'm not taking that," I said before I reached out to flip him again.

But he grabbed my wrist and blocked me.

"Stop it!" I yelled.

"I'll let go when you let me explain," Kai said.

I sighed in defeat and he gave me a greatful smile.

"I didn't want to stay in a place where I would be reminded of my wrongdoings. I wanted to start on a clean slate. I wanted to apologize to you so that's why I am at this tournament," He explained.

I smiled for his sincerity and he let go of my wrist.

"How did you know I would be here? Are you stalking me?" I joked.

Kai's eyes widened. "No! I just found information from someone and I thought you would be here since it's held at the dojo."

"I know," I said calmly.

I came towards him and flipped him. There was an applause. I had won.

I leaned down next to Kai. "I'm sorry. This tournament is just really important to me."

I stood up and stuck out a hand. He graciously took it and stood up.

"Friends?" He asked me.

I smiled. "Friends," I said officially.

We separated and Kai congratulated me.

I looked towards the audience and saw the Otai Academy ambassador leave the dojo. I crossed my fingers into hoping there would be good results.

Soon, everyone left and Grace went to her house. The day went by fast and Rudy and the guys were anxiously waiting for the results from the Otai Academy.

"What time is it?" I asked impatiently.

"5:58" Rudy replied.

"What if I don't get in?" I asked everyone.

"There is no possible way," Jerry said reassuringly.

I smiled and got more nervous by the minute. I grabbed a cookie from my bag and gnawed on it and swallowed slowly. My stomach felt instantly better. The guys looked at me weirdly and I just shrugged and gnawed more on my cookie.

There was suddenly a scratching in Rudy's office. We all put our attention towards it.

"Must be Tubby or something," Rudy concluded.

"Maybe we should check," Eddie said.

"I'll go with you guys," Milton jumped in.

Once Rudy's office door closed, the front door's opened. Jerry and I whipped our heads around and saw an envelope stting on the ground. I walked towards it and picked it up. There was curvy writing on the front of the envelope saying "To: Kimberly Crawford" "From: Otai Academy".

I looked nurvously at the letter. Jerry grabbed the side of my shoulder and shook it.

"Open it!" He urged me.

"No. I should wait for everyone to come back," I said.

"NO! There is no time!"

"OK!" I replied in equal excitement.

I ripped open the envelope and unfolded the letter.

I looked up at Jerry after I read the first sentence.

"I got in."

"You got in?!"

"I got in!" I laughed.

I hugged Jerry and he hugged me back equally as happy. I pulled back and forced my lips into his. We molded for a few seconds before I pushed my self back awkwardly.

"Uhm." I mumbled.

"Uh," Jerry returned.

Rudy's door opened and they had saucer pans for eyes.

"You opened the letter without us?" Rudy complained.

"Yeah. Sorry I was just so excited," I said to Rudy and secretly to Jerry.

"It's ok," Milton confided.

"So what does it say," Eddie urged.

I smiled.

"I got in!" I said with fake excitement.

"That's awesome! When is your flight?" Rudy jumped up and down.

I skimmed over the letter searching for an answer.

"Tuesday," I informed everyone.

"That means we have less than three days to spend as much time as we can with Kim," Milton said.

"Well I think this deserves a celebratory dinner!" Rudy invited.

"Let's do it," Eddie jumped in.

We chuckled and started heading out the door. Jerry and I bumped into each other and we didn't make eye contact when we said our apologies.

This is going to be an awkward night.