Ah, I can't believe this story is ending .. but I'm glad that it is because I can finally start on the sequel. (Mind you, the sequel was the story I had in mind before, but I somehow managed to come up with this prequel.)

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The Finale

Prom night had quickly ended in complete disaster.

The distraught blonde had been found walking barefoot from her school, her black mascara stained on her cheeks.

She had waited .. and waited, and even waited some more. Before she knew it, the other party-goers were headed to an after party, while she was stuck on the curb - looking for the brunet skater.

Ricky Weaver was one of the last to walk out of the venue when he saw his then-date to the Prom sitting there.

He had offered to give her a ride, but she refused. He then proceeded to offer a ride to Jack's house, but she refused once more.

He didn't want to pry into her life, but he couldn't help but feel utterly confused when she refused. She simply shrugged him off and he no idea what to do except to comply to her requests.

Eventually, the blonde stood up from her spot and began her journey to her house. She wiped the last tear away as she decided that she had enough.

Enough of all this confusion.

A bump in the road caused the brown eyed teenager to hit her head off the window. She groaned inwardly as her hand rubbed the spot.

Currently, Kim Crawford was in her car with her parents occupying the front seats.

Her eyes drifted around her current surroundings.

She sighed as realization struck her.

They were headed to the airport.

Kim Crawford had been accepted to the university of her choice.

The Art Institute of New York City.

The mantra continuously repeated in her mind.

She couldn't believe that she was actually moving to New York.

She was leaving her high school, her friends, her house, her dojo .. everything.

She was leaving Jack.

Her mouth contorted into a scowl as the memories of Jack flooded back into her brain.

Jack left her.

The week after Prom, Kim had gone back to school as if it was any other ordinary day. In a month, it would be graduation so she was trying her best so she could still achieve her high marks.

The idea of the future constantly hindered in the back of her mind, but it hadn't really hit her.

As she walked through the front doors, she placed her thumb into her mouth quickly biting the torn nail on it.

It was a bad habit, but she only did it when she was anxious or extremely angry.

And right now, Kim Crawford was in between those two emotions.

She was angry at Jack who had been ignoring her calls and texts during the whole weekend but she was also anxious to tell him about her so-called feelings.

She shook the thoughts off as she mindlessly wandered around the halls, trying to find a way to stall.

She hadn't realized it, but she was avoiding Jack .. er, at least trying to find something that could distract her.

Ricky Weaver had managed to convince her that she was in love with her best friend, Jack Anderson. She mentally scolded herself for taking this long to realize her feelings for the Wasabi Warrior .. but better late than never, eh?

Although she felt slightly bad for giving Ricky the cold shoulder, it was needed. Plus, he knew himself that the blonde had feelings for Jack .. ones that she never acted on.

She picked off the cruddy pink nail polish on her nails as her mind kept swirling around.

Everything was becoming so stressful in her life recently and she just missed Jack.

With Jack back at her side, she knew she would be finally at peace .. well for a moment, that is.

As she rounded the corner, she quickly saw her group of friends. Her eyes squinted for a brief moment when she realized that their group seemed slightly smaller than usual. She shrugged off the feeling as she neared closer to her friends.

"Hey!" She greeted with a happy tone.

Milton was the first to turn around, his usual glinting eyes now drowned out. Jerry and Eddie only awkwardly gazed at the blonde before turning to one another. The trio shared a look, a quick one, but Kim still managed to notice.

Kim felt the mood slowly turn into an uneasy one, "What's up?"

"Uh .. big chemistry test. Kind of worried for it!" Milton offered with a half smile.

Eddie nodded in agreement, "Yeah. I didn't study at all. I was so busy this weekend."

"Ah .." Kim rubbed her ear as they all became quiet. "Hey, do you guys know where Jack is?"

At the corner of her eye, she saw Jerry straighten up a bit while his brown eyes widened. Milton cleared his throat while Eddie only fidgeted with his fingers.

"Okay. What's going on?"

Jerry breathed in deeply, "Well .. you see, Jack isn't exactly here."

"And by here, you mean at the school?" Kim tilted her head to the side. "What is he sick?"

"Not exactly." Milton answered as he smacked his lips together.

Kim's eyes wandered on all of the guy's faces - trying to read their expressions. However, this proved to be a challenge as all their gazes were cast down to the ground.

"Hello .. can someone please tell me what's going-"

"-Jack's not here. And I mean not here, in San Jose!" Eddie blurted out which caused all eyes to turn to him.

"Eddie .. shut your mouth please." Milton muttered as he jaw slightly clenched.

Kim held her hand up, "Wait .. what? Where is he?"

"Dudes, I think we should just tell her. I mean .. what do we have to lose?" Jerry offered while he shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, I agree with Jerry. I should know whatever this is you're talking about."

Milton gave an uneasy look at Kim as if to warn her, but she merely propped up her eyebrows as she waited for a response.

"Well, this morning, I received a text from Rudy. He told me it was from Jack and he wanted Rudy to pass it on to Eddie, Jerry and I. His grandfather had signed him up for this month-long tournament or retreat thing in China. And Jack, being Jack, accepted the offer. He left the morning after Prom ... and yeah. He, sort of, technically.. told us not to tell you- well technically it was Rudy that told us not to tell you, but that's getting a little too-."

"-He did?" Kim's mouth slowly became agape.

Eddie stepped in front of Milton, "Don't be mad at us. We were just doing what were told to do."

"But-but .. it's graduation in a month! Less than to be exact!" Kim exclaimed as she felt the anger start to bubble inside her.

Jerry merely patted her on the back, "I'm pretty sure they have schools in China."

Kim's brown eyes blurred as she looked down to her feet.

Jack had left, without saying goodbye.

Then her eyes squinted.

Jack had said goodbye.

Kim shook her head as she tried to erase all of this from her memory.

"Excuse me." She muttered softly as she passed through the three of them.

Jack was gone.

Kim blinked back the tears that had started to form.

She was so sick and tired of crying over Jack. She had cried too much over him and his stupid disappearing acts.

She needed a change and she was surely going to get it once she was on New York ground.

The car slowly came to a stop and Kim unbuckled her seat belt.

Reality set in once again.

As she turned her head, the airport came into view.

A sad smile appeared on her lips.

This was a bittersweet moment.

She sighed once more before she opened her door, ready to finally move on with her life.

Jack Anderson's skateboard screeched to a halt as he came into the Bobby Wasabi Dojo entrance.

A playful smirk was on his lips as he pushed the door open.

He may have been at some state-of-the-art dojo in China for a month, but he truly missed the Bobby Wasabi Dojo. There was nothing like it, literally.

The moldy mats, the plastic trophies, the dirty lockers, the worn out punching dummies .. everything.

He had missed it all.

But, he was glad that he went away for awhile.

It really helped clear his mind, which he had needed for a long time.

As he took a few more steps into the dojo, his smile had faltered.

Standing before him, was none other than the guy who had easily broken him down a month and a half ago.

Ricky Weaver.

He sneered his name inside.

Jack just always had a distaste for the pop-star.

In wasn't his hair or his voice that the brunet disliked, it was how easily girls fell for his act and he treated them like dirt. He treated them as if they were merchandise and he was buying them for fun.

Jack's jaw twitched and for a slight moment, he had thoughts about turning around and skating away.

But, he didn't.

Instead, he was finally going to face him.

"Ricky." He muttered bitterly.

The blond teenager turned around, "Whoa .. Jack. You're back!"

"Good observation," The brunet retorted with a crooked smirk. "What are you doing here?"

Ricky stuffed his hands into his jeans, "I'm just waiting for Rudy, actually."

Jack quirked an eyebrow to this, "Uh..?"

"We're going to the airport." He explained as a smile appeared on his lips.

Before Jack could ask anymore questions, the door to Rudy's office opened which revealed the Sensei himself.

"Oh Jack! Hey!" He greeted as he began to slip on his leather jacket.

Jack merely nodded back at Rudy.

"Why are you guys going to the airport?" Jack asked, crossing his arms.

Rudy closed the door to his office, "To say goodbye to Kim!"

"Kim's leaving?" Ricky nodded his head. "Where is she going?"

"New York. She got accepted to the Art Institute of New York City." Ricky briefly explained as Rudy and he began to walk nearer to the entrance of the dojo.

Jack smiled at the thought of Kim getting accepted, "Wow. She must've been really happy."

"Oh, she was." Rudy smirked while nodding his head. "Hey, Jack! You want to come with us? Her flight is leaving soon .. you should go say goodbye!"

Jack paused for a moment and looked at Ricky who was also waiting for a response.

"Uh.." Jack thought about the pros and cons of going to say goodbye to Kim. "I think I'll pass. She probably doesn't want to see me."

"Why wouldn't she?" Ricky blurted out.

Jack cocked his head to the side as he intently stared at the blond, "Because of reasons."

Rudy, not sensing any of this merely shrugged his shoulders, "Suit yourself. We should probably get going!"

"Yeah, you go ahead." Ricky nodded in his direction. "I'll follow after you. I just .. uh, need to go to the bathroom."

Rudy snapped his fingers and waved at the duo.

He then turned around briefly, "Hey Jack! If you're staying here, can you lock up the dojo? The keys are in my office!"

Jack nodded slowly at Rudy who only smiled.

He then happily skipped out of the dojo and headed to the parking lot.

Jack pursed his lips and sat on the red bench.

Ricky turned to face him once more, "Did Kim and you have a chance to speak before you left?"

"No ..." Jack answered confused. "Why? Was it about something important?"

Ricky paced around the dojo, "I don't think I'm in the right place to tell you. It's better if you go and talk to her before she leaves."

"No thanks." Jack shook his head in refusal. "Like I stated before, she probably doesn't want to see me."

"And how would you know that?" Ricky asked, his voice slowly starting to rise. "It's not like you've actually talked to her for the past month and a half."

Jack crossed his arms over his chest, "I've known Kim longer than you. I think I would know."

"Well, too bad you're sadly mistaken." Ricky muttered. "I tried to help, Jack."

"Tried to help who exactly, Ricky?" The two then faced each other in the middle of the dojo mat.

"I am trying to help you, Jack." He sneered. "But, your pride is too big. Why don't you just go say goodbye to Kim? Would it really kill you to do that? I thought she was your best friend."

He snapped his fingers, "Key word in that sentence - was."

"You're unbelievable." Ricky shook his head at the brunet.

Jack merely gave him a bemused look.

Ricky began to turn around, slipping on his sunglasses.

He paused for a brief moment as he stared at Jack's reflection in the door, "If you change your mind, her flight leaves in an hour and a half."

The blonde teenager huffed as she plopped down unto one of the seats.

She had just gone through airport security and turns out her plane was all the way on the other side. Walking was too much work, especially if you only had three hours of sleep.

Insomnia had been catching up to her ever since Jack left.

She muttered a curse word but her heart ached as she did.

Jack.

Her heart yearned for the brunet skater who had caught her apple with his foot, four years ago, but, he mind warned her of the pain he has caused her.

Love was truly unfair.

She shut her eyes for a brief moment and rubbed her temples with her index fingers.

She breathed in and out, trying to calm herself.

"THERE SHE IS!" Someone quickly yelled.

She jumped in her seat as a crowd of people surrounded her.

Her eyes snapped open and a grin appeared on her glossed lips.

In front of her, were everyone she had befriended in Seaford. The Pep Squad, Grace, Kelsey, Julie, Milton, Eddie and Jerry.

Kim's heart dropped slightly as she had expected to see Jack. But, then again, he was in China.

She shook her head and stood up.

Everyone quickly enveloped her in a hug.

Her cheeks became hot and her vision became blurred.

Kim Crawford was crying.

Crying in front of people.

However, the blonde wasn't embarrassed.

She was sad and happy.

She was sad that she would be leaving all these people who she had come to love but she was happy to know that for the first time, in a long time, Jack Anderson wasn't the cause for her tears.

Jack wiped his sweaty forehead with a facecloth.

He had just beaten the punching dummy to a pulp.

He needed to release his anger, and this was the only legal way to do so.

His eyes constantly flickered to the clock that hung right above Rudy's office door.

It's ticking was haunting his thoughts.

It's as if someone had amped up the sound and he had tried his hardest to block it out.

But, he couldn't.

He just couldn't.

Kim had meant more to him than anyone else could ever mean to him.

Kim was his everything.

Was.

That stupid was.

If only he could turn back time, he would've done it a long time ago.

He would've stopped being a wimp and he would've gone and asked Kim out. He would've beaten Ricky. He would've been Kim's boyfriend.

But it was too late.

Is it really?

The thought teased him and he put his head in his hands.

She was better off without him.

So much better.

She was accepted to a university in freakin' New York.

And he?

He didn't even know what he wanted to do for the rest of his life.

She could do so much more better than him.

She deserved Ricky.

This was when Jack stood up, determination written all over his face.

He wasn't going to back down anymore.

His time in China had taught him that if he wanted something, truly wanted it, he should fight for it.

He practically ran over to the dojo entrance doors but he once again screeched to a halt.

His turned his whole body around and looked at the clock.

It continued to tick.

His time was running out.

He turned back to face the door and paused for a moment.

He sighed deeply and took a step back.

Kim and some of her girl friends were huddled in a circle, muttering things because their sobs overlapped it.

The three guys simply looked at them with confused looks.

How could they understand one another?

One would speak, the other would sniff, while someone else would let out a huge sob.

It was utterly confusing.

"KIM!" The attention all snapped to where the voice came from.

Ricky and Rudy were running down the long hallway.

Rudy, however, was being more dramatic with it.

The slow-mo run.

Typical Rudy.

He stopped right in front of her, his chest heaving up and down.

"Oh - hey - Kim - just - wanted," He paused, putting a hand unto his chest. "to say goodbye! It was an honor to be your Sensei. I wish you the well in your future. But, knowing you, you'll succeed in whatever you put your mind to! I'll miss having the one girl in my dojo who could kick butt better than three of the four guys-"

"-HEY!" Milton, Eddie and Jerry all complained.

Rudy shrugged his shoulders as Kim drew him in for a hug.

"Thanks so much Rudy!" Kim wiped more tears away. "You were the best Sensei ever. I'll miss you, I really will!"

Rudy pulled back, his face all contorted with sadness.

He clapped his hands together, "I am not going to cry. But .. I will go over there .. and if you hear a manly-girlish sob, it's uh .. my new thing. Yeah, let's go with that."

"Flight 226 to New York, New York will now allow first class passengers to board.."

The announcer had said and everyone once again let out a sob.

Ricky came into Kim's view.

"Hey." She greeted as she attempted to smile.

He chuckled as a tear slid down his cheek, "Hey. It's weird, eh? I would've never guessed that Kim Crawford would make me cry. But, you truly did change me. So, thank you for that. I hope you do amazing in New York, but .. of course you will!"

"Ricky.." Kim sniffled. "I'm sorry if I led you on or anything-"

"-Don't be sorry, Kim. I should be the one apologizing. And .. I may not be over you yet, but I will be because someone else holds your heart, and I need to accept that."

Kim cast her gaze down, "Funny .. I haven't seen that guy in a month."

"Who knows? Maybe you'll see him soon." Ricky teased with a smile. "Just .. don't give up on it. He'll come around."

They enclosed one another with a hug.

"Come around?" She let out a snort of laughter, but it merely came out as a sob once more. "I'm moving to New York. There won't be a 'coming around'."

He sighed as he pulled back, "Just wait for awhile."

She shot him a confused look.

"Flight 226 to New York, New York will now allow coach passengers to board. Please have your passports and tickets ready."

Kim turned around to face all her friends. They ran up to her and gave her one last hug.

Her eyes were swollen and puffy.

But, she didn't care.

She pulled back from the ground and turned to pick up her backpack.

She caught Ricky's gaze who only mouthed, "Wait."

She paused for a moment and looked around.

The rest of the passenger were already filing into the plane.

She had to leave now.

"I can't. Not anymore." She explained with a sad tone.

She waved goodbye to all the others and began to walk to the line.

She pivoted once more, her eyes glistening with hope, but it was merely crushed with the fact that;

Jack isn't here.

"Honey, who are you looking for?" Her mom asked as she tapped her shoulder.

Kim wiped the last tear away, "No one."

Okay, yes. There is the finale of Crushable. PLEASE DON'T HURT ME D:
I promise everything will be fixed in the sequel titled 'Second Chances' .. meh, working title? Oh well!
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