A/N This chapter is getting into a lot more action for sure. It does kind of leave off on a cliff-hanger, so sorry about that. Thanks again to those who have reviewed, it really does help and it makes me feel good about my skills which I far too often underrate my abilities.

On that note, I just want everyone to take a minute to think about all the things that they don't like about themselves and just try to think more positive. You can be funny without saying "same" when you see a trash can. Like, say "same" when you see something extremely beautiful, like a random vase of flowers, because I still find that extremely funny so your friends should too because y'all are amazing people and you don't need yourself to be your biggest bully.

Although it physically pains me, I do not own Kickin' It.

The bell rang and everyone else sat down. Jack made sure he sat right next to me. Mrs. Treadway started to call everyone up to collect their tests.

She called my name and I stood up but forgot about my foot. Before I could noticeably fall, Jack had caught my arm. He sat me down and got the paper for me. I looked over and saw Milton's eyes go back and forth between Jack and I. I just looked away really quick before he could ask anything.

"Here. Maybe you shouldn't walk around just yet," Jack teased, handing me my paper. I reached for it, but he pulled it up higher than my reach.

"Jack!" I quietly whined. He finally gave it to me and I put it in my bag.

About 10 minutes later, there was a really loud crash from somewhere in the hall. Everyone looked at each other, and I saw Jose rush by through the window in the door.

"Jack?" I said nervously.

"Attention students and staff. We are on lockdown. This is not a drill. There are multiple intruders in the 100 wing, possibly armed. I repeat we are on lockdown. This is not a drill." An announcement said.

Jack and I's eyes met immediately. We were thinking the same thing, those guys are here for me.

"Class, you know what to do!" Mrs. Treadway said nervously.

We were supposed to barricade the door and move to the side, but I knew we couldn't do that. Whoever this was, they were going to find us.

Everyone started to move away from the door or move things like desks and chairs closer. Jack stood up and helped me stand.

"What are we going to do!?" I asked him.

"Let's get to Jose and Pepper!" He said. I found my phone and pressed the button Jose had shown me earlier.

We got to the door and started to move the few desks that were there. People just kept putting more over.

"STOP!" Jack yelled. "We need to get out!" Everyone knew Jack didn't get angry often, and right now, he was MAD. Everyone stopped moving things and backed off. Jack set me on a desk and started to dig through the pile and I tried to move a few things as well.

"Kim, Jack! What are you doing?" Mrs. Treadway shakily said.

"Mrs. Treadway, we need to get out!" I said.

"No! We have to make it so no one can get in! You'll be fine-" she tried to say.

"No, we need to get out. NOW!" Jack argued.

He was still having a little trouble when the door was forced open from the outside. Everyone in the class screamed as a man walked in. He looked similar to the men who attacked us earlier.

I stood up and Jack put his arm out in front of me and stood between us. The man tried to punch me but Jack blocked it and the two started to fight. Just then Jose along with a few other bad guys came in. Jose tried to fight them off, but he was extremely outnumbered.

I knew they were trying to keep me safe, but I wasn't going to just watch them fight without me! I got up and felt pain shoot through my foot. I fell down and tried to get up. I felt someone picked me up, but it wasn't Jack.

After I stood on my own I turned to see Jerry. He, Milton, and Eddie were now fighting with us. Ignoring the pain in my foot, I fought too. It felt like more and more people kept coming in every time someone fell.

The guy I was fighting grabbed my arms and pushed me back. "You're not getting away this time Kimmy!" He shouted. I staggered forwards, and he kicked me in the gut. I fell back onto a desk and the man towered over me.

"They told me I can't kill ya, but they didn't say I couldn't hurt ya!" He yelled, pulling a knife from behind.

"JACK!" I screamed, from the top of my lungs.

Jack came and kicked the knife from the man's hands. He fought the man and backed away from me, but I stood frozen. Suddenly I was being cradled by someone. I looked up and saw Agent Pepper, carrying me away from the fighting.

He ran out to the hall, where two more guys attacked us. Pepper kicked one off, but the other was not so easily beaten. Pepper set me down behind him and knocked the other guy into some lockers.

Out of nowhere, someone ran out from the classroom and hit Agent Pepper on the back of his head. I watched as he crumbled to the ground. The man came over to me and I tried to fight, but my foot was killing me, and no matter how hard I punched, he didn't even flinch. He pulled out a bandanna and gagged me before lifting me up. I tried to get out of his grasp but he was just too strong.

And that's it (more tomorrow though, duh ;)

Q: At your funeral, instead of people sending flowers, what charity would you want them to send money to? (I got this question from off a thing we do in Spanish called La Persona Especial, where pretty much you just ask a person a bunch of questions in Spanish and they get to pass out papers all week and it actually isn't that great, but the questions are good!)

A: The Fisher House Foundation. I hadn't heard of them before, but I researched different charities so I could answer this question when I was La Persona Especial and I really liked this one. It has to do with helping military families (USA) as well as veterans and their family. I really wanted to do something military related because both my grandpas were in the air force and I have multiple uncles in the military. I just have a lot of respect for those men and women and they really deserve more than people give them. I highly suggest you guys donate if you can! Anyway too, even just a thank you to a veteran!

Also, sorry these A/N's are really deep, I guess I'm just in one of those moods...