A/N: Hey guys! This is my first story so please no hater comments! I hope this will turn out good! AAHH! 7 reviews! Nice! PLEASE ENJOY READING! ;)

IMPORATNT NEWS: So, in one of my reviews, somebody said that this story is a lot like the one called The Hunt. So, I checked that story out and yes it was unfortunately similar. So, I am going to make things a lot different from that story. So don't worry, I'M NOT COPYING IT! ;)

Disclaimer: Oh Lord, I'm 12 soo no duhh! I do not own Kickin It! I just own the story line!

Chapter 4: Strange People and Comforting Hugs

Previously:

"PLEASE HELP ME WITH MY MAKEUP TO THE BALL TOMORROW! I'm going with Jack as friends and I don't have a good dress!"

"But, can Jerry come too? He needs to help me with my makeup!"

"Sure, why not?"

"Alright! Be right there! Bye girlie!"

Kim P.O.V:

I was pacing around my room, waiting for the dang doorbell to ring. Like seriously, how long does she take to buy a few dresses and makeup and come to my house?

I heard the doorbell ring suddenly. As a reflex, I quickly jumped out of my couch and ran down the stairs to open the door. When I reached downstairs, I peeked through the peeker hole in my front door. I gasped. OKAY! Now, who in the world is that guy? A totally random guy was standing on my front porch. He was wearing a black coat and black canvas with silver shoe laces. He had a strange hood on his head which seemed to cover his face like a masquerade mask. On his left hand, I saw something that scared me to death. A gun.

"Who are you?" I asked sternly to the guy.

"My name is Travon. You gonna open the damn door or what, blondie?" HOW DARE HE!

"Alright, listen up. First, how do you know I'm a blonde? The door is freaking closed. And, second, since you have a gun, I'm not letting you in!" I said, clearly irritated.

"Then, I'll break in!" I heard him shout and the next moment, he tried to break the door open. Wait, did I just make the criminal standing outside my door really mad? AAHHHH!

As quick as possible, I ran up the stairs to my bedroom and texted the only person that I think could help me: Jack.

The Text Messages: (Kim: italics; Jack: Underlined)

JACK! Can you please come to my house? I'm home alone, and there is a stranger outside on my porch. HE HAS A GUN!

What? Fine, I'll be right there! Keep your bedroom windows open, I'll jump through it! Oh, and stay calm and don't go anywhere until I come. Got it?

Alright Jack! Please come quick.. I'm scared. AAHHHH! That guy broke my door! Ahhhh!

Don't go anywhere. I'm right there.

KK.

I quickly hid in my closet when I heard a growl. By now, I was trembling and crying at the same time. Wow, learning to trash talk really payed off. I mentally slapped my sarcastic self. I just HAD to be sarcastic now!

Jack P.O.V:

I quickly went around the road to the back porch of Kim's house. I started climbing the tree that connected with her bedroom window. I tried reaching the window, but failed. So, I texted Kim telling her to just come and open the window. Apparently, she is hiding in the closet!

When she opened the window, we both heard an angry growl! I quickly grabbed her hand and span her around so she could stand behind me. But, as soon as I touched her hand, I felt unusual sparks that I've never felt before. An unusual feeling that I've never felt before. I sighed as we heard sudden footsteps in the hallway of the second story.

I heard sobbing behind my back as two hands found their way to my shoulders and a head found its way in the crook of my neck. I quickly pulled a now uncontrollably sobbing Kim into the bathroom for more details.

"Kimmy, what happened? Do you know who this is?" I asked gently.

"I don't! That's why I'm so scared. I mean, he cannot just break in. And Grace was gonna come here with Jerry to do my makeup for tomorrow's ball."

"Oh! Well, then where are your parents?" I asked.

"This evening, they left for Paris on their second honeymoon", she said, looking down at her feet and playing with her nails.

We stayed in the bathroom for about an hour, me ging her comforting hugs and letting her sob into my chest.

Kim P.O.V:

Jack. That person who now I am pretty sure I have a crush on. If he wasn't there right now, I could have been dead. Right this minute, I'm uncontrollably sobbing into his muscular chest, while he was rubbing circles on my back and giving me comforting hugs. Oh, and let me tell ya: he gives awesome hugs!

We both stayed cuddling in the bathroom for about an hour now, until we heard Jerry and Grace screaming, "KIM, WHERE ARE YOU?"

I looked up at Jack to see him nodding. We both got up and unlocked the bathroom door, only to find a sobbing Grace sitting on Jerry's lap, who was sitting on my bed.

To be continued…..

A/N: Looks like Kim finally realized her crush on Jack. So, who do you think the stranger with a gun? If you have an idea, please review your idea! Keep in touch to know what happens next! Oh, and if there are any bad scenes or mistakes, please PM me or review.

Yep, well now that was not that bad, was it?

Bye! Please review!

Chana