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HAPPY HOLIDAYS MY LITTLE KICK LOVING LOVELIES! I am back with the newest chapter of Yours Truly, The Girl Who Can't Rock Red! THANK YOU SOOO MUCH FOR 17 REVIEWS! YOU'RE THE BESTEST PEOPLE IN THE WIDEST OF WORLDS! EEEP! I'm hoping to get to 300 reviews before Chapter 16. That would be the best Christmas present, especially since I don't exactly celebrate Christmas (my family is Indian, so we don't put up a Christmas tree and have Christmas parties and visit family since they all live in India, but my dad puts up Christmas lights and my brother and I get a few presents) so whadya say? Can you do that for me? I think you can.

Anyway, now that the holidays have begun, there will be a few Christmas themed chapters (imagine it's December) and that means SEVERAL UPDATES! EEK! Now that I have the time, I'll be updating as fast as I can, since I don't have many holiday plans. So you'll be seeing more chapters of this story pop up and hopefully my new story!

Disclaimer: I DON'T WANT TO DO IT! I DON'T OWN KICKIN' IT even though I want to…there, I did the disclaimer. NOW SCREW OFF STUPID PEOPLE!

~Kim Crawford~

"Jack Brewer? The boy who my twin was with earlier?" Jo asked, her british accent appearing near the end of her sentence. Kim nodded her head, clenching her fists. Though she wanted to punch Jack, a slap would have to do for now. How would she explain to Mrs. Arnold how Jack had gotten a bloody nose. Walking up to Jack, she was only a few meters away from him when something outside caught her eye. Snow. It rarely snowed in California, and Kim had only seen snow once, considering she'd lived in California her whole life. She was 3 at the time, too young to understand the true meaning of it. She'd grown up to stories of kids making snow angels, building snowmans, catching snowflakes with their tongue and bundling up to handle the cold, always wanting to experience it. She was 16 now, typically an age a person would be too old to play in the snow. But she was going to when she got home. First thing. Shaking her head and casting her gaze to Jack, she stopped in front of him.

"Jack, nice to see you here. Now, I should say hello or welcome you in some way, maybe even talk about how it's snowing outside, but I'll do this instead," Kim said, her fake smile twisting into a frown before raising her hand and slapping Jack right in the right cheek. The brunet nearly fell of the desk he was perched on from the force of Kim's blow, but managed to grip the desk sides and steady himself before straightening his back and resuming his previous position. His teeth were gritted and his cheek was red, a faint hand mark showing. Raising his fist, he was about to punch Kim square in the nose, but Mrs. Arnold walked in. Her face dropped and she stomped over to where Jack's fist was still in the air. Seeing Mrs. Arnold beside him, Jack lowered his hand and smiled sheepishly. By then, Kim had scrambled to her seat and sat down, Jo right beside her.

"Is there a reason your fist was raised Mr. Brewer? I'm pretty sure I established the rule of no fighting or violence in my room at the beginning of the year. Would you like another detention because I won't hesitate to," Mrs. Arnold questioned, her long black hair in a french braid. Her tan face was becoming slightly red, and her glasses were slipping from their position on her face. Jack shook his hand, quickly getting up off the desk and sitting in his seat, his stare casted downward. "That's what I thought. I don't want to see anything like this again, Jack, or I will give you a detention without a doubt and any questioning. Now class, turn to page 54." Mrs. Arnold walked up to the classroom, nodding her head in satisfaction at the textbooks being opened as she stood up at the board, gripping a piece of chalk in her hand and a textbook in the other.

"That's why you don't mess with me Jackson," Kim whispered to Jack, bending her body forward as Mrs. Arnold's back was to the class. "You should be more careful next time. The holidays are soon, and I don't think you'd want Christmas Day detention," Kim added, leaning against her chair and reading the text on the page the class was assigned. Jack gulped. Christmas Day detention was the worst detention someone could get. The day would be spent with Mrs. Hooper, the Math teacher who could never get a date. She'd bring her 5 cats with her and make the people in detention groom them to perfection and give them a makeover to look like her exes. Then people would have to clean the school while Mrs. Hooper droned on about each boyfriend, telling 28 stories in total and wasting several kleenex boxes while tears streamed down her face. All in all, it was a horrible day. If Mrs. Hooper recently had a break-up, she'd make people pretend to be her ex and yell at them, or recreate the break up scene, but with Mrs. Hooper dumping the person instead of the other way around.

The class dragged on normally, and 30 minutes later, the bell rang to dismiss the students from the room. Everyone scurried out of the room in a matter of seconds, leaving Kim and Jo as the last people to exit the classroom. "Well, that was eventful, was it not? Now, I must leave. Unfortunately, we have different classrooms. But I'll see you at lunch, yeah?" Jo said to Kim, scooping up her books and exiting the classroom, Kim right behind her. Kim nodded her head, giving Jo a side hug before waving goodbye and leaving, feeling content with herself. She had slapped Jack Brewer.

Point For Her.

~Johanna Louise Clarke~

"Jooooo!" A voice from behind Jo spoke. The brunette snapped her head around, coming face to face with her twin, Juliet. "OMG, I luvvvvv this school! Isn't Jack the hottest? He and I would make the perfect couple!" Juliet squealed, bouncing up and down on the spot, the wind blowing her skirt up a bit too high. Noticing that, Jo rolled her eyes at her sister's oblivious manner, wanting to slap her twin for not wearing leggings with that skirt. Jo was positive that skirt went against the dresscode, but then again, multiple girls were wearing skirts like Juliet's, so it probably won't go noticed for a while. "Anyway, how was your day? I usually don't ask, but mummy said I have to, and I have to listen to mummy or I don't get my make-up! How unfair is that?" Jo tuned out her twin, shoving her ear buds in her ears and playing some random song from her iPod music list, just pressing shuffle. An unfamiliar song played, but Jo guessed it was Christina Aguilera since Juliet had downloaded some random songs by mistake onto Jo's iPod instead of her own; the two looked very similiar, except Jo's had her name engraved into it in faint purple letters.

"Just fine, thanks for asking. It must be soooo hard to do such a hard task like that. How do you do it," Jo sarcastically replied, rolling her eyes and opening her locker. Neatly putting her History textbook away to lighten the load she was carrying, the brunette juggled her books in one hand and a waterbottle in the other. Gripping the books in her hand, Jo took a few sips from her waterbottle before placing it back in the little stand in her locker and snapping her locker shut. Looking beside her, Jo saw Juliet reapplying some firetruck red coloured lipstick and some white lipgloss with it, making her lips look like a moving stop sign, if that was possible. Turning her head, she saw Jack walking down the hall. Please ignore him Juliet, please ignore him, Jo repeated in her head, but it was no use. A ear-splitting scream came out of Juliet's mouth as she rushed to Jack, gripping his arm like a lost puppy.

"Why was I cursed with Juliet as my twin? I'm a nice person!" Jo threw her hands up in the air, sighing and covering her hands with her eyes, occasionally peeking through them to see Juliet basically bouncing up and down like she was previously, blabbering things to Jack. Hopefully no one knows Juliet's my twin, Jo thought, whistling awkwardly before walking away from the scene. Accidentally bumping into a boy who was hurtling at full speed, Jo squeaked and tumbled to the ground. Looking up, Jo saw an African-american boy apologizing profusely and holding his hand out. Taking his hand, Jo got up and wiped off any dirt on her top and jeans. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going," Jo apologized at the same time as the boy. The boy was the same height as her, though Johanna was a bit on the shorter side (yet the same height as Kim, maybe a wee bit taller). "I'm Jo."

"I'm Eddie, and it's nice to meet you Jo, but I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have knocked a really pretty girl to the ground, but I wasn't watching where I was going either. I shouldn't be running in the halls anyway. If a teacher saw me, I'd probably get Christmas Day Detention. Wait, why haven't I seen you around?" Eddie introduced himself, shaking Jo's hand and smiling warmly at the girl. Jo blushed slightly at Eddie's comment about her being really pretty and shook the boy's hand back.

"I'm new here. So far, things are going pretty good if you're wondering. Anyway, I should go. I have Mr. Will right now." Eddie's face lit up. "Do you have him too?" Jo asked. Eddie nodded, and Jo smiled. "Well then, would you like to accompany me to Mr. Will's room right now?" Eddie nodded once again, and started walking. Jo caught up to him, walking at the same pace as him, which was a little quicker than usual; for the both of them. "Oh, and thank you for calling me pretty. Not a lot of people say things like that," Jo added, blushing once more. Eddie's jaw dropped open, and Jo raised her brow at the boy's face. Eddie looked away for a second, his face normal when he faced Jo once again.

"Oh, really? Well, they should, cause you really are pretty." Jo smiled warmly at Eddie before taking his hand once they were in front of Mr. Will's room.

"Thank you, that's really sweet of you to say that. You're not so bad yourself." Jo winked at Eddie, gripping his hand and entering the classroom.

~Kim Crawford~

Walking through the halls, Kim stopped at her locker to exchange some books for other ones she'd need for her classes before lunch. Opening it in a matter of seconds, Kim straightened some books that had fallen out of place and filled some gaps with other books, leaving a few gaps when she took 3 more books out. Peering through the mirror she'd added on the inside of the locker door, she saw a familiar brunet. Turning her head, she saw Jack standing there, staring at her. He started walking towards her, his brows furrowed and his face with a blank expression on it, but Kim could tell he was angry. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. He's coming over here... Kim thought, frantically fixing a book that had tipped over before slamming her locker door shut.

Turning her head again, Kim saw Jack only a few feet away from her. Squeaking, Kim dashed away. Jack ran after her, but Kim had disappeared before he could see where she was going. Meanwhile, Kim was breathing a sigh of relief and looked back in case Jack was still there, but he wasn't. She was currently in the girls bathroom, pretending to fix her hair, though it was just fine. Taking out some lip balm, Kim applied some to her slightly chapped lips to draw attention away from herself in case people questioned why she was in the bathroom. Opening the door, Kim sneaked out and dashed to Mrs. Jrodkini's room before the bell rang.

Taking a seat in the second last row, Kim took out To Kill A Mockingbird and placed in in front of her. She flinched when she felt a spitball nail her in the back of the head, and turned around to see who had shot it at her. Her jaw dropped open when she saw Jack smirking. "Thought you could get away from me, huh? Nice try Kimmy, but running away from me ain't going to work. I will get revenge for that slap, mark my words," Jack whispered to the blonde, shooting another spitball and mentally cheering for his aim becoming more accurate. He shot multiple more until he realized Mrs. Jrodkini was right beside him. "Oh...uh...hi..." Jack stuttered, mentally slapping himself.

"Well Jackson, don't think you can get out of this one. Mrs. Arnold told me about this morning and I am keeping an eye on you. This is strike 2 Jackson. Strike 3 and Christmas Day Detention for you young man," She threatened, folding her arms. Jack meekly nodded and handed Mrs. Jrodkini his straw and spitballs before taking out his book and placing it in front of him. Mrs. Jrodkini nodded and walked up to the front of the classroom, taking her place. Kim turned and smirked at Jack, gaining a glare in return. Kim shook her head and turned around before Mrs. Jrodkini could notice her not paying attention. Jack leaned forward and whispered something in Kim's ear.

Mark my words.

Oh man, Kim thought. This is not going to end well.

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Well, this chapter didn't end as well as I thought it would, but it's kind of a filler, if a filler means what I think it is. Read, review and recommend, and I will update quickly! I promise! No more excuses from me, except if I have plans that pop up and I have to work on my Media Studies that I have to present a week after I return to school (I want a headstart on it) so yeah... if you want anything to happen in the next chapter, let me know cause I fear I may get Writer's Block and I CANNOT leave you guys waiting after I've made you wait for so long. So remember, 300 reviews before Chapter 16 and that'll be the BEST CHRISTMAS PRESENT EVER! Byez!

For All The Showers That Are Irish And British,

~Grey~

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