Kim's POV

I looked at my reflection, trying to decide between this outfit or two other ones. The outfit I had on now was a purple shirt with only one strap and a glittery teal belt. I had on white jeans and black leather ankle boots. It said, trendy-casual. The other outfits said the opposite.

I changed into the mini dress with a swishy cherry red skirt and a fitted strapless black halter top and tie the strap on my neck. This outfit screamed sophistication, and I could wear the black leather ankle boots with this as well.

I change into the third and final outfit, a metallic silver strapless top and a deep shade of blue for a skirt. I had almost gone to Liz and asked her what she thought, but she'd ask where I was going. Ugh, this whole thing made me sick! Actually, it made Liz sick, but the guilt is killing me! If Liz knew it would break her heart. I really wish I hadn't done this. But I'm stuck, so I might as well finish my plan out. I sigh, ruling out the purple shirt and white jeans.

After some mental debating, I decide on the silver top and skirt. I pull on the metallic top, pulling up the sweetheart neckline up so it wouldn't fall down. I struggle with the zipper on the back but I somehow manage. After that I put on the navy blue skirt. It falls just above my knees and evened out the shiny silver material. I go with my black flats to sweeten the look up. I had decided to not bother with to much makeup, so I applied dark blue eyeliner, mascara, and glittery white eyeshadow.

I grab my purse and put my phone and my wallet inside, after checking the time. I went downstairs, hoping my parents wouldn't grill me too hard. "Kimberly? Is that you?" My mom called from the kitchen. "Yeah, I'm about to go out with a friend. I'll be home around 8:30. Is that okay?" My mom got a meat loaf out of the oven, looking drained. She had taken the day off today to take care of Liz and to take her to the doctor. Guilt had been stabbing me all day. "Yes, that's fine, Kimberly." She took her oven mitts off, placing them neatly back into the drawer.

"How did Liz's appointment with Dr. Carter go?" Mom sighed. "She has food poisoning, like we thought." I look down. "Oh poor Liz!" My mother gave me a tired smile. "She'll be fine in about a week. And Dr. Carter prescribed some medicine that helps with her stomachache but it makes Elizabeth tired."

What did I do? Liz is sick, but my mom looks sick too. Usually she looks about twenty years than what she actually is, even when her blond hair is pulled up in to a conservative bun, which it usually was. But bags were under her eyes, she was yawning about every two minutes, and she just looked stressed and washed up. "You'd better go meet your friend, Kimberly." I nodded.

When I finally arrive, I was about twenty minutes late. Liz was never late, I can say that. I finally spot Jack, who was sitting on a bench in front of the restaurant.

"Jack, I'm so sorry, I kind lost track of time and was worried about my mom and Li- I mean Kim an-" I was cut off by Jacks lips. He held my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. "It's fine, Liz. Why are you so nervous?" The deep look in his eyes just about made me melt. "I just didn't want you to be mad or think I stood you up or something." Jack looked at me in a way that told me that's not what he meant. "I mean lately. You've been so tense."

I shrugged. "I guess school and stuff is stressing me out." Jack nodded, but he probably thought it was something else, but he didn't question me further. "Shall we go in?" I nodded, giggling at his sad attempt of a British accent. "That was awful!" I smiled.

"Why thank you, my lady!" I gave him a look. "Seriously?"

"More serious than a witch in a pot!" I knit my brows. A witch in a pot? "Are you talking about the Salem Witch Trials?"

"Why, what else, it was quite the shenanigan!" I sigh, annoyed but amused at the same time. "Fine, I'll stop." He gave up in his normal voice, to my relief. After dinner, we strolled around the mall casually. Jack's arm was slung over my shoulders as if it was the most natural thing in the world. The he turned, his brown eyes looking into mine hungrily. Then his lips found mine in the moonlight.

"Save it for home, people!" We both jumped at the sound of our Sensei's voice, and separated ourselves. Rudy looked at me. "Jack, I thought you and Liz were together?" I had a mental panic attack but managed to keep a straight face. "What are you talking about Rudy? I'm Liz!" I exclaimed. "Oh, sorry. That's weird. I almost never get you too mixed up."

"Oh, well I'm surprised you haven't before, I mean, we are identical twins." Rudy then laughed more than he needed to in a really high-pitched laugh. He most definitely wanted something. "You... your too funny!" Rudy said in between that creepy fake laugh of his. "Rudy, what's up? We both know you want something!"

"Whaaat?" Rudy exclaimed, his voice about fifty octaves higher than usual. We both gave him a look. "Fine. If you insist on helping, I guess you can. I have like a whole line of people wanting to help, but yeah, go ahead, just-"

"Rudy!" We both yelped. It turned out he had asked basically everyone and they all said no. I can see why. Cleaning mats was not fun at all. They smelled so bad.

"Well, this totally killed the mood of our date." I complained to Jack, who was pouring soap by the gallon on the one on the the other side of the room.

"Oh, come on you two. I've had plenty of dates that ended in cleaning things!" We both shot a look at Rudy. "I had a rough love life in high school, okay? Sue me!" I rolled my eyes. Rudy was such a man-child. After we were finally done, it was time for me to go home. After Jack and I had kissed our goodbyes, I drove myself home, getting there just in time.

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