Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I haven't been feeling good and my mom made it official that I'm sick. I didn't want to keep you guys waiting so I pulled myself out of bed to get my laptop and start writing. Hope you guys like!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It.

Kim and Jack sat quietly on Jack's bed.

"How long has this been happening?" He asked.

"My whole life." Kim said.

"Why haven't you said anything?"

"I... I don't know." Kim admitted. "But you can't tell anyone!"

"Why not?"

"Because you promised! Please! If anyone finds out, then I'll be known as the girl whose father is abusive!"

There was a moment of silence.

"Can I ask you something?" Jack asked.

"What?" Kim asked.

"Is this why you tried to kill yourself on the train tracks?"

Kim didn't answer right away.

"Yes." She finally said. "But still! Promise me you won't tell!"

Jack thought for a second.

"Fine." He finally said.

"Thank you."

Kim looked around Jack's room and saw his acoustic guitar.

"You play guitar?" She asked.

"Yeah. Do you know how to play?"

"No, but I always wanted to learn."

"I can teach you."

"Really?"

"Sure. It's not that hard."

Jack went over and showed her how to hold the guitar and where to put her fingers on the frets. Kim looked up and noticed that her face was really close to Jack's. He looked at her for a second and Kim leaned in. They kissed. She couldn't deny it, she felt something. She couldn't tell if she liked Jack in that way, all she knew was that she didn't want that moment to end.

She ran her fingers through his hair and they both deepened the kiss. Kim's mind was blowing up.

Kim! What are you doing?! Stop this!

Kim tensed up and slowly pulled away. Her forehead was still touching Jack's. Jack looked up at her. She stared into his adorable light brown eyes. She turned her head away and stood up.

Great, Kim! Now things are awkward. Very smart!

Kim turned and looked at Jack, who she knew was getting mixed signals from her. He looked up at her.

"Follow me." He said.

He went outside to the lake and Kim followed. She watched as he climbed on top of a huge rock by the lake.

"What are you doing?" She asked him.

"Just come up here!" He yelled.

Kim climbed up on top of the rock and saw a rope hanging from the branch of a tree above them. She knew what Jack had in mind.

"No! No way!" She said.

"Oh, come on! It'll be fun!" He tried to convince her.

Jack grabbed the rope and backed up on the rock. He ran and jumped, swinging on the rope above the lake. He let go and formed a cannon ball as he splashed into the water. Kim watched from the rock. He came up and looked at her.

"Come on!" He yelled.

"You're crazy!" Kim yelled back, laughing.

She thought for a moment and then grabbed the rope. She backed up and then ran. As the rope swung her above the lake, she screamed at the top of her lungs. She let go and dove into the water. When she surfaced, and saw Jack laughing in front of her.

"You have to admit, that was fun!" He said.

"Yeah. But not as fun as this!"

Kim threw her hands up and splashed Jack.

"Hey!" He yelled.

Next thing they knew, they were having a splash fight. It went on for a few minutes until Kim turned around to see that Jack was no where in sight.

"Jack?" She said. "Jack, where are you?"

She looked around, but he was gone. Kim felt a tug on her leg. Before she could look down she was pulled under water. She turned and saw Jack swimming back to the surface. Kim swam back up, too. When she saw him, she splashed him again.

"You ass!" She jokingly said.

Kim swam to the grass and climbed out of the lake. Jack climbed out too and ran back to his house. He came back with 2 towels and gave one to Kim.

"Thanks." She said.

Once they dried, they laid on the grass and looked at the pink and orange sky.

"I wish everyday was Saturday." Kim said.

"Why?" Jack asked.

"There's no school, which means no Grace to humiliate me and make me look like a monster. Isn't she such a bitch?"

"Uhh... Yeah. She can be pretty mean..." Jack cautiously said.

"Well, I don't care about her. She doesn't know me. She has no right to judge me. Nobody does."

"Yeah. If anyone knew what you went through, they'll understand why you're so moody."

"Yeah, I mean- Wait! What? I'm not moody!" She objected.

"Please! You couldn't stay calm for one whole day even if your life depended on it!"

"I beg to differ!"

"Then I challenge you to a bet. On Monday, you have to stay calm for the whole day."

"Fine. If I do, then you have to do whatever I want."

"And if you don't, then you have to do whatever I want. Is it a deal?"

Jack held out his hand.

"It's a deal."

Kim shook Jack's hand and they both laughed. They continued to lay on the grass as the sky slowly set and turned into a dark, starry scene.

"You know what?" Kim asked.

"What?"

"You're the only person that knows about my father."

"What? That can't be true. What about your mom?"

"Please! If she knew, she would've done something! She was an alcoholic, so she never really paid attention to what went on."

"Why are you talking in past tense?"

"She... She died in a car crash."

There was a silence.

"Wow." Jack said. "I don't know what to say."

"It just happened a couple days ago. She was on her way to a rehab center to get sobered up, when a car hit the cab she was in. Both her and the cab driver died, the guy driving the other car was taken to jail."

"So, I'm really the only one that knows?"

"Yeah."

Kim sat up and looked at Jack with a serious face.

"Look, Jack. I want you to know that I trust you, and that's kind of a big deal because I never really trust anyone." She said.

"You can trust me with your life, Kim. I'll always be there for you." Jack said.

Kim grinned and laid back down. A few minutes later they fell asleep, with sweet dreams after their long day.