A/N: Hey everyone! Not much to say. Some of you have asked if this is a Kick story. Yes it is. It's still not a really long chapter, but drama's about to arrive! I hope you like it! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' it or any other registered brands that may appear in this chapter.

Chapter 2

Unidentified

KIM

She was about to rip her hair off of her own head. Seriously, it can't be that hard to find a freaking dress. They'd been walking around the mall for two hours and a half now, going to every single store, trying to find Mae's dress. But, she was being a serious pain in the ass. She'd get all excited about a dress, state that it was the dress, then try it on, pout and say 'I'm not seeing it. Next dress.'. For two fucking hours.

"Mae, my feet are sore. Can't you just find a dress already?!" Julie said, rubbing her feet while sitting on a nearby bench.

"I'm trying! But it's hard! It has to be perfect."

"Well, you better set your standards down a little bit and settle with 'really cute', or I'll tie you to your bed and make you watch how I destroy your shoes." Kim threatened, and Mae gasped at her.

"How can you be so mean?"

"Extreme shopping sprees affect me that way." She replied, shrugging.

"C'mon, the last store. And maybe you two can also find a dress!"

The two blondes dragged themselves into the store where the ginger had already lost herself among a bunch of dresses. Kim rolled her eyes and decided to wander around the store. She was dragging her hand over the dresses on the racks, when she stopped dead in her tracks.

In front of her was one of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen in her whole life, and she had seen quite a few. It was simple yet gorgeous. It was white, with a sweetheart neckline and two straps that tied behind her neck. It reached mid-thigh, where the white turned into a sea blue in a soft flounce. It was tight-fitting on the torso, then flowy from the waist, where there was a blue strip.

It was official. She was in love with that dress, and she was going to have it. She took it from the rack and flew to the changing room. She tried it on and did a twirl, looking at herself in the mirror. It was like the dress had been made for her. 'Well, who am I to defy destiny?'. She exited the changing room and made her way to the register and bought it.

She then proceeded to find her friends, scanning the room. She heard a squeal, and rolled her eyes before heading that way, only to find Julie buried in a pile of dresses and Mae jumping up and down with a dress in her hands, an excitement look on her face.

"Okay, what did I miss?" She asked with an eyebrow raised.

"I just found the perfect dress!" Mae said and squealed again. She was holding a bright purple dress.

"Well then, go try it on." Kim ushered her into the changing room and then helped Julie get rid of the dresses that Mae had discarded.

"So, what do you think?" Mae said from behind them, and they turned around. It was a strapless dress, that reached her mid-thigh. It was tight, hugging her every curve, and with floral designs on the bottom and on the waist. It was a beautiful dress indeed, and Mae looked amazing.

"I think you look gorgeous." Julie stated, smiling.

"And I think you should buy it before you get cold feet." Kim said. "So, c'mon."

Mae rolled her eyes and went back into the changing rooms, coming back minutes later in her regular clothes and the dress in her hands, and they made their way to the register.

"Hey Kim, what's in the bag?" Julie asked, curious.

"While Mae was torturing you, I found the perfect dress for me." She said, nonchalantly.

"What?! And you didn't wait for us to buy it?!" Mae said, fake hurt in her voice and a hand clutching her chest in a mocking way.

"Well, I want it to be a surprise for later. And now let's go, Mae still needs to find shoes for that dress."

Upon hearing that, Mae's face lit up with excitement and she bolted out in the direction of the nearest shoe store at lightning speed.

"Greeeeat. More shopping." Julie said, sarcasm dripping her voice. "Doesn't she ever get tired of it?"

"Jules, I'm pretty sure that's impossible." They both laughed and followed their best friend into the store, already losing her among the aisles filled with shoes.

'Oh boy. Kill me now.'

JACK

He was starting to second guess this. It may not have been such a great idea after all. Because, when he agreed to crash the party, he hadn't been told he'd have to wear a tux. Jerry had clearly said 'nice clothes', not fancy, uncomfortable, ridiculous clothes. Don't get him wrong, tuxedos weren't that bad. The worst part of it was hearing Eddie complaining about not finding the right one. For one hour.

"Eddie dude, just pick one already." Jerry said, aggravated.

"I can't do that! We're going to a high class party, I gotta look great." Eddie stated.

"For fuck sake Eddie, it's gonna be a one time thing! They're never gonna see you again. And we're not like them." Jack said, throwing his arms in the air.

"But-" Eddie started, only to get cut off by Jerry.

"But nothing. Go with the classic black one and that's it."

"Fiiiiine." Eddi gave in, begrudgingly. "But, if someone recognizes us because my tux is not appropriate, I'll blame it on you."

"Okay, whatever." Jack said, waving him off. He looked around in a bored manner, and noticed something. Actually he noticed the lack of something. "Hey guys, where's Grace?"

Jerry and Eddie only shrugged, not having noticed that the brunette was missing until that very moment. Jack rolled his eyes at them.

"Grace? Where are you?" He asked, raising his voice a little.

"Be back in a moment!" He heard her muffled voice.

Not long after that, Grace appeared through the door, and Jack's eyes widen. She was wearing a white button up shirt tucked into a black, tube skirt that reached only a couple of inches below her butt, paired up with black heeled ankle boots. Her hair was in a french braid to the right, with some locks falling randomly out of it, framing her face. She had smoky eyeshadow on, a bit of blush and pink lipstick, giving her a sophisticated look.

All in all, she looked amazing. Hence his frown, because she was his little sister. He wasn't too fond of her going out like that.

"Ge'ez Grace, you look great!" Jerry said.

"Thanks Jerry." She beamed at him. She turned to Eddie. "What do you think?" She asked, biting her lip.

"Uh, yeah, great." He replied, barely paying attention to her, being too focused on getting the knot in his tie right. He saw Grace's smile fall and her shoulders slump, and had to fight the urge to go and smack Eddie across the head for being so damn oblivious.

He walked over to her and put a comforting hand on her arm. "Hey, you look beautiful." He said, and she looked up at him and smiled lightly.

"Thanks Jack." She said.

"Even though I think you should probably wear trousers, because you can get a cold..." He trailed off. She looked at him, with an 'are you kidding me?' look on her face. He held his hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay, no trousers. But don't blame me if I punch any of those brats for being disrespectful towards you."

"Okay people! Enough with the chit-chat. The party is at half past five, but we're arriving later, we don't want to look to eager to get in. To not stand out, we must act like them." Jack was about to protest, but Jerry didn't let him. "I know, I know, Jack. You're nothing like them. Neither am I, or any of us. But, if we don't want to get caught, we have to act like if we were rich, spoiled brats, even if just for a little while, okay?"

"Okay, whatever. What are our backup stories?" He inquired.

"Our what?" Eddie asked.

"Our backup stories. Like, if someone comes talk to us, what do we say? Who do we say we are?"

"I already thought of that. Eddie, you'll be Harry Mallard, nephew of Tyler Mallard, the owner of the trendiest store in Asia. Grace, Jack, since you two look alike, you'll be brother and sister. You'll be Leopoldo and Emma DiMarco, children of Paola DiMarco, a famous supermodel from years ago. You're supposed to be Italian, so act like them."

"Okay, but, what about you?" Asked Grace.

"I'll be Gerardo Viñas, the heir of the most famous winery in Spain." He said, popping his collar and smirking.

"Wow Jerry, you've really gone overboard with this plan." Jack said, amused.

"Yeah, well. I really want to see how it is to be one of them, even if just for a day. And well, dude, hot mamacitas everywhere." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Exactly. What are we still doing here?" Said Eddie, excited.

"Hold your pants Johnson, we have to wait until past half past five." Said Grace.

"Oh right. Hehe, my bad." He said, grinning sheepishly.

Jack took a seat, since they still had to wait for about half an hour. He scanned the room, glancing at each of his friends. There was Eddie, still toying around with his tie. Then there was Grace, who would glance at Eddie every now and then, while playing with one of the bracelets she was wearing. And lastly, there was Jerry, who was looking at himself in the mirror, repeating 'Hi, I'm Gerardo Viñas. How do you do?' in his best snotty voice.

'Bitchllionaires, here we come.'

KIM

"Kimberly Anne Crawford!"

'Shoot, I'm in trouble.' "Yes, mom?" She asked in a sweet voice.

"That party has been going on for fifteen minutes now, and you haven't showed up. Which is funny, considering it's your party and at your place." Cheryl Crawford said, arms crossed, eyes narrowed and left foot bobbing up and down, waiting for an excuse to come.

"I knoooow. But, the guys haven't arrived yet, and without them there I'll be bored." She pouted, and her mom sighed.

"I just talked to Katie, they're on their way. So c'mon, get downstairs now young lady."

She got up from her bed and went to her vanity to check her hair and make up. Her hair was up in a braided bun, not a single hair out of its place. Her make up consisted in blue eye shadow, mascara, a bit of blush and a nude lipstick. 'Perfect!'

She slowly made her way downstairs, where the party was taking place, and started greeting everyone, even the ones she wasn't so sure she had ever seen before. She looked around the ball room.

There were two large tables on one side, with different types of food and drinks, and a couple of waiters going around offering canapés to everyone. People were scattered all around the room, chatting in small groups, and moving to another group every once in a while.

"Hey there Kim." She heard someone greet her from behind, and she turned around, to find Ricky Weaver there, smiling down at her.

Ricky was Charles Weaver's son, what made him the heir of a fairly large fortune obtained from computers' software. He was also quite cute, with his doe eyes and his blond hair. He was cuter now though, after getting a haircut. Kim did not tolerate guys with long hair. What was the point for them huh? They didn't need to look fabulous all the time and still not look the same, so short hair was perfect.

"Hey Ricky. Enjoying the party?" She asked, returning his smile.

"Yeah well, a lot more now that I've found you." He said, sending her a wink.

She felt a slight blush creep up to her cheeks. She had always had a tiny crush on him, but she never thought he'd be interested in her. After all, they barely talked. She was about to answer his comment when a loud squeal interrupted. 'Mae's heeeere.'

"Oh my gosh Kim! I love the dress! It's like the cutest thing ever!" Mae said in a rush, assaulting Kim and taking her away from Ricky. "And it goes really well with those shoes!"

Kim looked down at her feet. She had decided to wear white wedges with the dress, giving it a summer touch. "Thanks Mae. You look fabulous too. So, where are the lovebirds?" Kim asked, raising an eyebrow, a knowing look on her face, and Mae caught on immediately.

"They're back there, greeting people. We have to get them together Kim. It's destiny. The craziest thing happened-" Mae got cut off by her brother.

"Hi Kim."

"Hey Milton." She looked him up and down. He was wearing a simple black tuxedo with a lime green shirt and black dress shoes. She was about to compliment him, when Julie appeared out of nowhere.

"Hello Kimers."

Kim turned to her best friend to greet her back, but her words got caught in her throat. 'So that's what Mae was about to tell me.' There, right in front of her was Julie, wearing a simple, mid thigh dress with a ribbon tied at her waist. But the most important thing about it was its color. It was the exact same shade of lime green that Milton's shirt had. After recovering from the shock, she smirked.

"Hey Jules. Nice dress, that color looks great on you."

Mae seemed to catch on Kim's plan. "Yeah, and green is a difficult color. Not everyone can wear it, but it seems like you two know how to rock it huh?" She said, pointing at the two teenagers, who looked at each other but quickly gazed away, red making its way to both their cheeks. "Anyways, I saw you talking to Ricky." She said, directing now her attention to Kim.

"Ricky? As in Ricky Weaver?" Julie asked, and Kim nodded. "Wow, two minutes alone and you're already scoring with one of the cutest guys here. Nice job Kim." She teased.

"I didn't score with him." She said, defensively.

"But you wanted to." Mae stated in a sing song voice. "You've had a crush on him since forever."

"Yeah, even I know that. And we all know I'm not one to take notice of sentimental things." Milton chimed in.

'No shit Sherlock. Maybe that's why you haven't noticed Julie's humongous crush on you.'

"So, what were you guys talking about?" Julie inquired.

Kim shrugged. "Not much, just greeting each other. Then I asked him if he was having fun, and he said that now that he had found he was having a better time."

Everyone stared at her in shock right after those words left her mouth.

"That has to be one of the most cheesy pick-up lines I've ever heard." Milton stated.

"Yeah, but do you know what that means?" Mae said. "He's totally into her! You two gotta get together ASAP. You'd make a really cute couple."

"And really cute babies." Julie added, wiggling her eyebrows up and down, teasing the blonde.

"Oh, shut it!" Kim said, swatting her in the arm. "He's cute and all that, but we've barely spoken three words to each other."

"Well, why are you still here? Go find him and get to know him!" Mae ushered her. "I'm going to go find cute boys myself." She shrugged before leaving the scene.

"Okay, forget that last thing she said and focus on the whole getting to know him thing. Now, go." Julie ordered, and the grabbed Milton's wrist and dragged him away and into the crowd.

Kim rolled her eyes at her best friends, but decided to listen to them anyways and scanned the room, trying to find a mop of blond hair. She didn't see much, seeing as even with heels on, she was still petite. So, she figured she'd start looking at the most obvious place, the food tables.

She made her way there, smiling at people she didn't even remember and almost bumping into a waiter. When she finally made it, she saw that Ricky was still nowhere to be found, and sighed. She looked around the table, trying to find something to eat. She spotted a red velvet cupcake. Actually, the last red velvet cupcake. It had always been her absolute favorite, so she didn't think twice, and stretched her arm to take it, only to be beaten by a large, tanned hand.

She frowned and looked at the owner of said hand. His back was facing her, so she had absolutely no idea of who he was, but she didn't recall seeing him ever before. 'I'd have remembered that ass...hair! I mean I'd have remembered that mop of hair!'

She looked at his hand, still holding the untouched cupcake, and frowned at him. She really wanted that cupcake dammit. He was talking to some girl, who was making ogly eyes at him. 'Great, another Barbie and another Kent. Just what I needed.' She listened into their conversation.

"Really? That's awesome!" She said with a nasal voice.

"Yeah well, that's one example of the privileges that come with who I am.?" He replied, and Kim saw this as the perfect time to chime in.

"And who exactly might you be?"

A/N: So, how was that huh? Love it? Hate it? They're about to meet! Which only means that trouble is about to come.

You guys still are amazing! 18 reviews in only one chapter! Seriously, you all flatter me :D I'm afraid to say I may not be updating as regularly as my other story, 'cause I'm starting the last term of school and I really need to get my grades up if I want to become a doctor someday! So, bear with me and my tardiness.

See you soon guys! xoxo

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