Hey guys, Kick4eva here, back with another chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Living in the Past

Chapter 2

Kim's POV

As I pull up in the school's parking lot, an immense building with various of your typical school cliques outside talking and having a fun time. I park my car in one of the parking spaces, grab my bag from the passenger's seat, and walk towards the school.

As I approach the front doors, I could feel myself receiving various glares from girls (who appeared to be the cheerleaders of the school) and also heard wolf-whistles coming from the jocks.

I pushed open the large glass doors, and headed straight to the school's office so I could get my locker number and schedule. As I turned the corner I bumped into a beautiful brunette who had dropped all her books in the process. She had lovely straight hair, brown eyes and a cure little dimple poked out from each of her cheeks.

"I am so sorry! I didn't see you". I bent down and helped her pick up the books which she had dropped.

"Nah, it's ok. It was probably my fault for texting and walking while carrying all these books all at once. So, are you the new girl everyone has been talking about?"

Already? Wow, gossip travels fast in this school.

"Yeah, I am. My name's Kimberly, but for your own wellbeing, I suggest you call me Kim" I replied with a hint of humour in my tone.

"Hi, I'm Gracie-Bell, but everyone calls me Grace. Oh really Kimberly, what can you do? Just so you know I'm a brown belt at the Bobby Wasabi Dojo. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to even land a punch on me." She stated with a smirk plastered on her face.

"I'm not so sure about that. I think a second degree black belt should be able to"

"You're a second degree black belt?!" She acknowledged with a surprise expression on her face and her mouth shaped like a donut; a wide open circle.

"Yep!"

"You have to come and join our dojo! We only have one other black belt and have been struggling to beat the other local dojo in town; The Black
Dragons"

"I would love to. But first can you help me find the office? I have been circling this school for almost ten minutes and I think I am just going in circles" A slight smile appearing on my face as I pushed a strand of blond hair which had fallen out of place behind my ear.

Without a second thought, Grace immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me around the corner where a huge sign with the word "OFFICE" stood. I quickly thanked her and headed into the office.

Jack's POV

"Hey Jack. Did you hear about the new girl? According to the jocks she was a real stunner." One of my good friends Eddie said to me as we sat under the steps which led to the second floor of Seaford High. Eddie is my loyal, chubby african-american friend who did karate with me at Bobby Wasabi.

"Nope, I just got here."

"Well look out for her. The chemists are saying that she is hotter than Plutonium, but not as hot as Caesium. Nothing is as hot as Caesium." My nerdy friend Milton stated chucking in random knowledge which he usually does in our everyday conversations which always throws people off track. The only other person that understands what he is saying is his girlfriend: Julie. They are the perfect couple, they both love chemistry and physics, they both enjoy doing karate, and most importantly they both love each other.

"English Milton! Eeeeeengliiiiiish!" My latino friend, Jerry, stated as he walked down the hallway with his girlfriend and him hand in hand. If you ask me, I have no idea how he got Grace to be his girlfriend, but they have been going strong for the past year.

"Hey, its not my fault if you cannot comprehend simple terminology which should be in every human's vocabulary."

"Huh?" Jerry simply replied to Milton's outburst trying to comprehend and understand what he had just heard.

We all tried to keep a straight face. We all knew Jerry wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Heck, he was probably the most blunt tool... In the world.

After a minute of trying to hold in our laughter, the whole group couldn't take it anymore. Everyone exploded into a hissy fit of laughs while Jerry just stood there confused as usual.

"What's so funny? Come on guys. Tell me. Please?"

Even in his confused state, Jerry simply decided to join in on the laughter, and awkwardly started to giggle. This resulted in another burst of laughter going around the group.

Immediately after we had all calmed down, panting from the events from the last ten minutes, the bell rang indicating that it was time for homeroom. We all went our separate ways and walked off not wanting o receive another lecture from one of our teachers. Although that bell had just temporarily separated the Wasabi Warriors, the connection which we had would, and could, never be broken.

Kim's POV

As the office secretary was lecturing me on the rules of the school and what was expected from me in my studies and education, the school bell rang indicated that I was supposed to be in homeroom ready for the school day to begin. The office lady finally decided to be quiet, gave me a paper where she had written my locker number and my homeroom, gave me my schedule and wrote a note as an apology to my homeroom teacher outlining why I was late.

I thanked her for all her help, and darted straight to my locker where I could organise all my books and take only what i needed for first three periods. As I walked down the hallway, skimming through the locker numbers in search for mine, I spotted a familiar brunette at he locker.

"Grace?" I questioned as I approached her.

"Kim!" She squealed as she embraced me in a bear hug.

"Can't... breathe..." I managed to get out before she suffocated me to death.

"Oh sorry." She said with a slight blush as she scratched the back of her neck.

"All good in the hood" I replied which resulted in a slight chuckle being emitted from her. "By the way Grace, can you help me find my locker?"

"Sure, no problem" She snatched the paper away from my hand and similar to the surprised expression she had when I told her I was a black belt, she screamed, "No fricken way! Your locker is just beside mine!" She squealed as she jumped up and down clapping her hands like a happy seal who had just been given some fish.

"That's cool. And Grace, quick question, how many shots of coffee did you have before coming to school?" I questioned as I placed my hands on her shoulders trying to calm her down.

"Only 8. Why?" She asked, still jumping up and down.

"No reason" No point trying to calm somebody who just had 8 shots of coffee for breakfast. It would be an impossible task.

"Kay Kay"

We grabbed our books and headed off to our homeroom. Yes, i said OUR. Turns out I had all the same classes as Grace at the exact same times. Coincidence much? We walked down the hallway making small talk as i thought to myself: New life, here I come.

Thanks for reading guys! Read & review and ideas or advice you could give me. Open to all suggestions :) Decided to write this chapter earlier since I felt the first one was too short.

Kick4eva