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Kim Pov

We got back to my house after a successful day of wedding dress shopping. Jack came home with us and his chauffeur was on his way to pick him up. We were all silently sitting on the couch watching a conservative news network. This is nice. The three of us sitting together, spending some time with one another; it was great. Maybe I could tell my mother how I feel about Jack and she wouldn't care; maybe she would be supportive.

Jack stood up from the couch. "Mrs. Crawford, where is your bathroom?" He asked.

"Just walk down the hallway. It's the last door on the right." She told him.

"Thank you. Excuse me." He said politely.

He walked down the hallway. I kept my attention on the TV.

"Oh my god." I heard her say under her breath as she sighed.

I turned my attention to my mother. "Everything okay?" I asked her.

"I just can't stand that Jack boy." She said annoyed.

I was hurt. She didn't like Jack? What was wrong with him? He was perfect! Well, I guess I won't be telling her how I feel about him anytime soon.

"Why don't you like him?" I asked, trying to mask the hurt I was feeling.

"He's just so... dirty? I don't know. His hair is too shaggy," I thought it was cute. "He's always wearing those raggedy plaid shirts," I thought they looked good on him. "and he's just a slob compared to other boys his age." I thought he was very polite.

"He's nothing compared to Milton. Milton is charming and sensitive. Unlike Jack, Milton keeps his hair cut and clean, he wears those nice sweater vests, and he acts of high class." She finished. I was hurt by these words. She's practically trashing the boy I really like and care about.

"Maybe you just haven't gotten to know him very well. I'm sure if-"

"And what's with that big red mark on his face? Did he get in a fight with his hooligan friends?" She rambled on.

Jack Pov

I walked out of the bathroom and started walking down the hall. I was just about to turn the corner into the living room when I heard Kim's mom. I stopped when I heard her words.

"Jack is just a raggedy boy compared to your darling Milton. Hopefully once you're married you two can move away and we'll never have to see that sorry excuse for a boy ever again."

Did she really think of me like that? I thought she enjoyed having me around! She let me help Kim pick out her wedding dress for God's sake! I felt hurt. The mother of the girl I really liked and cared about didn't want me around at all. I guess I can't really do anything about the wedding now. It won't help if I admit my feelings to Kim; in fact, it will probably make it worse.

"Well, you'll just have to put up with him for a few more months, mother." Kim said. I could tell she was upset by the hurt in her voice. I peeked around the corner and saw Kim's mother get up and walk into a room I presumed was her bedroom. Kim opened the sliding glass door and walked onto the back porch. I decided to come out of my hideout. I walked into the living room and decided to see what Kim was doing on the back porch.

I opened the door quietly, not to disturb her. I noticed she was sitting on a two seater wooden porch swing. Her mind seemed preoccupied; she was just staring in the direction of the water. The Crawford's lived on a bayou, so they had a gorgeous view of the water. I walked over to her and quietly sat down.

"Kim?" I said to her quietly. "Is everything alright?"

She looked at me. She didn't have that same sparkle she always had in her eye; there was no sparkle, just sadness.

"What? Oh, yeah. Everything's peachy." She said unconvincingly. And she looked back to the water.

It was so quiet and peaceful outside. It was a very warm summer day, but a nice breeze kept us cool. It was very sunny and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was a perfect day.

"Kim." I said to her. She didn't say anything. "Kim look at me." She still didn't move; not a muscle. I gently grabbed her chin and turned her face towards mine. I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and she gazed into mine.

"Kim I heard what your mom said about me." I told her. She sighed and looked down.

"I'm sorry. She just hasn't gotten the chance to get to know you. She's so concerned about me and Milton. She's wrong; about everything." She finished.

I gave her a small smile which she returned.

"Kim, I don't care about what your mother thinks of me. Do I want her to like me? Of course I do! I only care about what you think of me." I told her.

"But Jack I-" I cut her off. I did something I never thought I would ever have the chance- or guts- to do.

I kissed Kim Crawford. It sweet and gentle- everything I had ever imagined and more. I felt butterflies in my stomach. We pulled away. We were silent. Her cheeks were turning a bright red and I could tell mine were too. She looked down shyly. I grabbed her chin and tilted it up, making her eyes lock on mine.

"I wish I'd done that a long time ago." I confessed.

She smiled. "Better late than never." She replied. That made me chuckle.

I ran my hand through my hair. "So, where does this put us?" I asked.

She sighed. "I don't know. I don't know what to do." She said. She brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. She put her head down, covering her face.

We stayed quiet for a while, just enjoying each others company.

Kim Pov

I. Just. Kissed. Jack. Anderson. I felt like I could do anything. I was ecstatic. I had never felt this happy before. On the other hand, there was this guilty feeling in the pit of my stomach reminding me of Milton.

I picked my head back up and returned to my normal sitting position. Jack caressed my cheek and played with a strand of my hair. He grabbed my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. I knew what I had to do.

"Jack I think that we should-"

"There you two are!" I heard my mother say. Jack and I quickly let go of each others hands. She walked over to us.

"What are you doing out here?" She asked.

I tried to think of an excuse. "Oh- mother, we were just discussing some small wedding details. What kind of music Milton likes, what kind of flowers he prefers... Stuff like that." I lied through my teeth. I gave her a reassuring smile.

My mother narrowed her eyes at me. I don't think she likes the idea of me spending time with Jack.

"Well, Jack your ride is here." She said. He got up off the swing and started walking inside. He stopped at the doorway and turned to look at me.

"Goodbye Kim." He said and smiled.

I smiled back. "Goodbye Jack."

Jack walked inside, my mother following close behind him. I sat there by myself, thinking about what had just happened. I was falling for Jack Brewer; and I was falling fast and hard.

I hope you guys liked that! I know it was kind of short, and you guys will probably kill me for ending it like that, but I worked hard on that chapter so I really hope you enjoyed it! Please review! By the end of the story, I want at least 150! Sound good? I just love seeing what you guys think! Well stay tuned for chapter 10!