Well that failed. This chapter came up wayyy later than first intended. Oh well.
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"Come on, Jack! You have to come to the dojo with us! You can't just skip because you feel bad. We have a tournament against the Black Dragons coming up, and winning is more important than your own personal issues!" Milton yelled, pulling Jack's arm. Let's just say Jack was heavier than Milton had assumed at first.
"Get off me! I know this tournament means a lot, but even if I did go to practice, I don't think I could focus. Dude, you understand being rejected. Well, imagine that, then feel the pain ten times more roughly because I'm new at being rejected and I can just imagine that being rejected in the way I did is the worst way to be rejected!" Jack said.
"Yo, technically she didn't reject you," Jerry said.
"She just got a boyfriend that isn't you, proving she doesn't like you," Eddie agreed.
"Eddie!" Milton said.
"Man, get used to it. Once you've asked out the fifth or sixth girl, these rejections just bounce off you like a basketball on a trashcan," Jerry offered.
"Okay...moving on from that terrible analogy, Jack, just get over it. Kim's still our friend, and as her friends, it's our job to support her decision. If we tell her you like her, it'll make her feel guilty, when she did nothing wrong," Milton pointed out.
"And, if you don't come to practice, like you told Kim you would, then she might think you don't care, or she might feel guilty," Eddie supplied.
"Okay! I get it; I have to go or Kim will feel bad," Jack said. At this point, he was willing to agree to anything if it quieted the other guys and stop them from making him feel guilty.
"Great, we're on the same page," said Jerry, "now let's go!"
The guys all ran to the dojo. When they got there, they changed into their gis and waited for Kim. She got there, and smiled. But she didn't say much. She just anxiously looked at the clock. They warmed up and started sparring. They started punching dummies, and may or may not have hit Jerry a couple times. Of course, Jerry hit himself quite a bit. Almost time for Frank. They broke some boards. Milton could officially break three boards when he was focused and all. Most of the time he could only break one. Frank would come soon. They learned some new flips and worked with nunchucks (A/N not so familiar with karate. Not sure if this is a thing). Frank hadn't shown up yet. They started working with bo staffs and learned some new routines. Any minute now.
"It's already been two hours. It's four fifty nine and two seconds. We have, like, fifteen minutes left of practice," Milton said.
"Okay, let's make the most of them," Jack said. Honestly, the two seconds really got on his nerves.
Just then, the bell rang. Kim looked worried. Jack wondered why.
"Kimmy, what're you doing at this dump? C'mon, let's go. Outta my way, Jack," snickered Frank. Kim sighed. All practice she had tried to convey to the boys what was going on, but every time she tried to, she worried that Frank would show up and find out. She wondered if she could somehow devise a plan to tell the gang about Frank, and then devise a plan with them against Frank. But for now, it was being Frank's little servant, with benefits because Frank was in love with her. Which she was not happy about.
"Kim! Can't you see? Your boyfriend is using you! You deserve better! Don't go with him!" Jack yelled, all but grabbing onto her.
Kim looked down. If only she could not go with Frank. If only she could choose her own boyfriend. As if she didn't know Frank was using her. Kim was curious, despite her position. When Jack said she deserved better, he had looked at her with a look of desperation and longing. Was it possible that Jack liked her? Was it possible that Jack wanted to be her boyfriend? But then again, Kim had always had suspicions of the brunette liking her. She had all but been positive he liked her and felt something for her. She just found the almost confirmation look in his eyes to be quite satisfying.
She stuck her head back up, deciding with determination that the better she fooled Frank, the easier her plan may work. If only she had a plan. Kim wasn't Milton. She couldn't just look at a situation and know what to do. However, she was willing to try. For the playful, yet trustworthy black belt brunette. For the clever and sweet nerd redhead. For the confused, but with good intentions troublemaker. For the supportive and kind "playah." For the childish and loving sensei. For the wasabi warriors.
"Okay, Frank. Let me just go grab my stuff," Kim said. Milton's jaw hung open, Eddie dropped the bo staff he was holding. Jack kicked the head off a dummy. Rudy just stood there and got knocked over by a swinging reaction time helper. Jerry looked around when he noticed the atmosphere lacked its usual friendliness, although he had no idea why.
"Kim! You are not allowed to leave practice early! This is a serious dojo. If you go with Frank, I'm afraid I'm going to have to kick you out," Rudy said, hoping Kim would come to her senses.
The blonde did not look fazed when she took her things out of her locker and walked up to Frank, still in her gi. She did not look at any of her fellow warriors, for fear she might break and therefore ruin Frank's plan, and potentially the warriors themselves, if she so much as glanced their way.
"Ahhhhhh!" was heard from the local nail salon, causing everyone to giggle nervously.
"Oops..." Jack said.
"Bye, warriors," Frank said in a snotty voice, "Kim's mine now. And she's going to train at our dojo, where everything's the best of the best."
"Kim, how could you?" Eddie asked.
Kim sighed, then grabbed Frank's hand and left, the bell dinging after them. If any of them had looked at her face at that exact moment, they would've seen a look of disgust. However, none of them did, as they were looking at the heartbroken Brewer's. He wasn't one to cry, what with his save the day personality, but this time, everyone was horrified as a fateful tear slipped down his cheek. If they had known, this would've been the second time that such an event occurred.
"Why would she do that?" Rudy asked.
"Yo, this isn't like Kim," Jerry agreed.
"Well, I'm going to go clean out her locker. Does anyone want it? Because I call dibs!" Rudy said childishly, hoping to lighten up the mood.
"Rudy, this is a time to be serious," Milton said.
"Yeah. We have to figure out why she's acting like this," Eddie spoke up.
Jack still hadn't said a word. He soon realized that perhaps he wasn't as sad as he thought he was. Seeing Kim walk with Frank, he hadn't felt any real pain in his heart. Sure, a tear leaked out of his eye, but that was it. Why hadn't this caused him any real pain?
Oh, that's right. Because he liked Kim. A lot. And he had come to the resolution that if Kim liked Frank, and if Frank could make Kim happy, why shouldn't he let Kim be with Frank?
He could always like someone else, right? And Kim had never said she didn't want to be friends anymore.
"Look at this!" Rudy yelled, astonished.
"What is it, Rudy?" asked Milton.
"It's a note, from Kim," said Rudy.
"What does it say?" asked Eddie.
"Just come!" Rudy said, not wanting to read it.
Jerry, Eddie, Milton, and Jack all crowded around Rudy, trying to read what was in the note.
Dear Eddie, Milton, Jerry, and Rudy:
Meet me at the school at 1 o' clock AM sharp tonight...or tomorrow.
Sincerely,
Kim
"What does this mean?" asked Jerry.
"Forget that! Why doesn't she want me to meet with her?" asked Jack.
"I don't know, but if she doesn't want you to, I don't think you should," said Rudy.
"Are we going to do it?" asked Eddie.
"Of course," Rudy, Milton, and Jerry said in unison.
Why do you think she doesn't want Jack there? Ha ha, well, now this is my motivation to keep writing, so I don't wait as long as last time. Apologies for that. :P. I'm just a lazy person, y'know?