Hey guys, i'm back! Thanks for your reviews, fav and follows, they mean a lot :)

And in return i bring you chpater 3! Hope you enjoy.

Desclaimer: I don't own Kickin it

7 years later

The sun rays streamed through the window, dimly illuminating the previoulsy dark room, a gentle summer breeze blew in from the slightly open shutters, blowing apart the red coloured curtains.

The light slowly hit every part of the room, spreading from the floor to the door across from the window, to the Whole left side of the room, shining over the closet door, vanity, beanbag chairs and the desk. The desk was littered with crumpled sheets of paper, various pens and pencils, eraser dust and in the middle sat a Mac Book Pro puggled into the charger with White earbuds resting on it and two fat books beside it

A pair of jeans was carelessly thrown over the back of the blue spinning chair and a bra was laying on the seat. The closet door was wide open, showing the wal-in-closet with all kinds of shoes scattered on the floor.

The sun finally hit the king sized bed on the right side of the room, where a figure was sleeping peacefully, curled up in the blankets with their head buried in the pillow. Clearly, the sunlight wasn't a problem at all. The light sound of snoring filled the room once again. The only sound barely audible.

But Manhattan's busy streets decided to intervene. The sound of multiple cars passing down on the road quickly reached the ears of the person, causing them to let out a muffled groan, clearly stating their annoyance. They rolled over on their back (the previous position being face down on the matress), letting out a deep breath.

Long blonde locks spread over the pillow as the Young woman tried to drift off again, wanting to spend her long awaited Sunday morning doing what she craved the most.

But once again, her surrounding had other plans; her alarm clock felt the need to join in on the orchestra going on full blast uutside, announcing it's presence with an ear-piercing drin. The blonde snapped her eyes open, scared out of her mind, and quickly reached over knocking the source of the sound to the ground, effectively shutting it up. She reluctantly sat up, letting out a loud yawn and wiping the sleep from her eyes before staring down at the demon that took the ultimate step to wake her up. Cursing softly, she got off the bed and went into the bathroom.

You'd think she would be used to it after living for seven years in New York but no, she was never a morning person to begin with, and being woken up everyday by the ruthless sound coming from outside only worsened her mood. The very first day she woke up to a very loud car honk would Always be memorable to her

Why should she wake up feeling lively anyway? It was the same exact routine everyday with nothing new to expect: wake up, have a shower, brush her theeth, get dressed, have breakfast (occasionally), go to school (college in her case now), return home, have a quick lunch, off to work for 3 hours, come back home only to start studying restlessly untl she passes out. Many times now has she woken up realising she fell asleep on her chair behind the desk.

Sunday was the only day in the entire week where she could actually breath and not pant. Besides, Sundays actually held something she could look forward too. The Whole afternoon was spent with her family and she was never disappointed.

Kim looked at her reflection in the mirror after taking a shower. Her facial features matured but Always making her seem like her 13-year-old-self. Nothing in her physical appereance changed that much, really, just the common things that develope in a person's body. The major defference though, to anyone who knew her when she was little, was her eyes. They weren't lively anymore, they seemed monotone, just like the Whole environment around her. The gleaming spark in them had faded and was replaced by a totally dull shade of brown. It was obvious to anyone that this woman had no faith in life, she was just working hard to get, to at least be able to stand up on her own. She was like a robot, working with no real intention, just doing whatever she had her hands on. There was no emotion, she seemed cold.

She felt empty. The only feeling she has ever had in long while. And it never seemed to go away. She's grwon used to it now, not really caring but seeing the effects it had on the people who cared about her. The ones she was getting ready to see again after a long, stressfull week.


Kim walked out of her apartment and after locking the door she headed to the elevator. She pressed the '0' button and leaned against the wall behind her. She was wearing White shorts, an off the shoulder see-through top with a white tank top under it and white Converse. Hanging from her neck was a simple silver necklace with a heart charm, something she never took off.

As the elevator doors opened, she felt someone's eyes on her and turned around catching Mike's gaze. Mike was the receptionist and was 25 years old. He and Kim got along well and he Always watched out for her, hence Always asking her if she was alright. Initially he did it constantly but then finally learned that this was Kim's way of living and he could do nothing but get along with it.

Mike smiled at her and and kim nodded back before exiting the complex. Mike sighed, longing for the day Kim would finally smile to the world

Outside, Kim got in her black BMW and drove to the outskirts of Manhattan, away from the noise, the worry and the city altogether.


Natalie rolled her eyes as yet another yell came from the living room where her husband was currenltly watching a soccer match (Sorry guys, couldn't resist, I play soccer myself :P),

"Come on man, move those legs! Yes, yes, no, yes, come on almost there..." Chase screamed at the TV, anticipation winning him over.

Natalie braced herself, "YES!" Chase jumped off the couch and hugged Natalie as she exited the kitchen, a giddy grin on his face as he set his wife down,

"God Chase, take it down a notch would ya?" Natalie rose an eyebrow

"Natalie you know how i get when i watch a soccer match" Chase replied

"Yeah, and i also know that you put on your 'crying boots' whenever your favourite team doesn't win" smirked Natalie. When Chase just glared at her she knew it was game over. She laughed it off as her son appeared on the doorway

"Hey mom, where's my varsity jacket?" Jace asked once he entered the living room

"Oh it's in the basement" with that Jace walked off

*Ding dong*

"I'll get it!" Jace yelled as he ran to the front door, jacket forgotten. because he knew who it was

"Kam!" Kim didn't even have the chance to say 'hi' as her 15 year old Brother engulfed her in a bear hug. Kim allowed a smile to finally strech on her lips as she hugged Jace back with equal strenght.

Her parents came into view and immediatly grinned at the sight of Kim. When Jace finally allowed her to break free, she moved onto her parents, greeting them with a hug as well. They missed Kim so much during the week and they couldn't be happier when they saw her on Sunday.

"Hey guys, what's up" Kim asked once they all finished hugging. Only with her family would Kim show off her smile. This was the only place where she felt like opening up, the only place where she felt safe and happy. Well, almost happy.

"Kam, i've been waiting for you, so would you like to go to the fair a few blocks from here?" Jace asked her, more like pleaded though, given the look he was giving her. Jace had Always called Kim 'Kam' and she was used to it coming from him and niether of them grew out of it. It all started when she was 10 and he was 5 and he saw her dressed as guy (for reasons Kim still isn't comfortable explaining) and the Kam naturally came to him. Kim thought it was cool and just went with it. Now 10 years later it's still there.

Kim looked into his pleading cider eyes and seeing nothing but hope in them she sighed and smiled at him

"Sure thing kiddo, come on, but first..." Kim trailed off, looking down, "Dude, put some pants on!" Jace lokked down and realised he was still in his boxers and instead of blushing, he just gave off a cheeky grin before dashing upstairs.

Jace cheered silently when he reached his room, happy that he finally got his dear sister do have some fun


Walking back home, the siblings were both laughing their asses off.

"Oh my gosh, did you see that? Ha, she lost her heel and it landed in the baby's lap in the stroller. Thank god it didn't hurt him though!" Kim said, gasping for air

"I know! I mean, who the heck wears heels to a fair?! Let lose woman!" Jace replied, taking a break from their laughing

Kim shook her head, smiling she looked up at her Brother, "Thanks Jace for dragging me there. I haven't had this much fun in...forever"

Jace smiled, "No prob sis, you really needed it. Just please, smile more often would ya?"

At this Kim gave him a sad smile, knowing that nothing could actually make her fully happy again. She lost it long ago and learned how to live without it, even though the results weren't appelling.

They walked inside their front door and saw their parents sitting on the couch watching Tv. Natalie turned towards them and smiled, "Hey kids, had fun?" Everyone knew the question was mostly directed to Kim

"Oh it was Amazing, Kam and I went all of the rides and she even bought me a Teddy bear!" Jace exclaimed

Natalie and Chase rose their eyebrow while Kim nudged him muttering "Hey dude, what happend to 'i'm keeping it a secrete'?" Jace let out a nervous laugh as he looked down at his shoes.

"It wasn't even the other way around..." Chase trailed off, thinking that at least his son would buy his sister a toy

Everyone looked at eachother and just shrugged. Jace and Chase sat on the couch while Natalie pulled Kim aside

"Honey would you help me with cleaning out the basement? I've been thinking of doing it for a while but i wanted you to be there because half of the stuff down there is yours"

"Sure mom" Kim replied, nodding

"Great" Natalie smiled as both mother and daughter got to work


Kim was silently working, huffing occasionally from having to carry heavy boxes. Jace and Chase had gone asleep while her mother was in the kitchen making something for the two of them. Today was not only Sunday, but also the first day of summer holidays so she decide to spend the night here.

'No more waking up early, i can finally go to sleep with a serene face' Kim thought to herself, smiling in anticipation of her summer. She wanted it to be different this time, she knew that it would be different. She just had that gut feeling, and boy did she hate her oh-so-famous gut feeling.

Sighing, she pulled out a scrapbook from one of the shelves and turned around, walking away when she felt somethig drop on the floor. She stopped in her tracks, not turning around. The sound of something that wasn't meant to be heard reaching her ears loud and clear. Actually, there wasn't even a noise, yet Kim managed to somehow sense it.

It layed there, surface still clear, waiting for someone to pick it up. Yet, Kim didn't dare to move. Like if she moved something would change. If she made that move everything that she somehow built up in these past 7 years would just come crashing down on her.

So she stayed there, unmoving. Million thoughts in her mind