Ok, I don't know what to say right now. So, HI! Enjoy the story! And this, by the way, is basically a filler chapter. Well, not really… I mean, you do learn two very important things here, but it's not one of the normal chapters.

I ran into the dojo, but to my dismay Jack was not there. That was strange. I collapsed on a bench and tried not to hyperventilate. Jerry ran through the door after me.

"Woah, Kimmy-cat! Where's the fire!"

"Don't call me Kimmy-cat!" I scowled. "Have you seen Jack? He's been gone since Tuesday."

"Yeah, he's sick or something."

I sighed. It was Friday, and we wouldn't have practice on Saturday. Well, I guess I'll have to tell everyone the big news later.

I came in on the first day of the week, and consequently the last day of my week, and placed a shiny red apple on my sixth grade teacher's desk. Mr. Young came in, smiling, and thanked me for the apple. I smiled. I don't even think he really knew that today was my last day, but he did know about me leaving.

Again, I scanned the room for Jack. And again, he wasn't there. I sighed. He was the only one of my friends who didn't know about me leaving. Speaking of my friends, Jessica and Eddie went up to Mr. Young and chatted with him for a minute, and then ran over to the rest of my friends. I watched, curious, as Jerry, Eddie, Milton, Julie, Grace, Elle, and Jessica ran over to me.

"Move!" Jessica yelled at my poor seat partner. He cowered slightly, and then ran over to his friends. Jessica promptly sat down right next to me. Everyone else grabbed extra chairs or made other people move.

Grace saw my confused expression. "Mr. Young said we could sit next to you since it's your last day." I smiled, but I'm sure it didn't look that sincere. Luckily, no one noticed.

Stop it! I scolded myself. Jack will not ruin your day just because he's not here! I sighed and tried to forget about him.

When I got home, I ran into the computer room. It wasn't really a computer room, even though it had a computer in it. It's more like a window room, or the light room, because a huge window dominates one wall. And you can open it, since there's a patio and barbecue right outside.

I curled up on the soft, plush chair that dominated the far corner of the room and broke down. But what can I say? Not talking to your best friend for over 5 days is torture on its own. But I wouldn't see him now! The room I was sitting in was the last one with furniture in it. It was too late, and my mom wouldn't let me go run over to his house because of two very different reasons; One, we were running out of time. And two, ever since he broke three of my ribs two years ago, he hasn't been exactly welcome in the Crawford household.

Besides, even if I did go over there, what would I say? It was hard to admit, but I did sorta like him… Ok, we had grown especially close these last years, and I didn't even get to tell him goodbye.

That was the hardest thing.

Thud, thud, thud. Thud, thud, thud.

I guess I had dozed, because the noises startled me. I looked wildly around the room until my tired hazel eyes met concerned brown ones. He hesitantly tapped on the window again.

'Can I come in?' He mouthed. I nodded. It didn't really surprise me that it was open. My parents weren't the most careful people you'd ever meet.

Suddenly I remembered how I'd fallen asleep and wiped my hands over my face, wiping away the signs that I'd been upset.

"Kim, were you crying?" Dang. I put my elbows onto my knees and plopped my face into my hands. I saw his Nike-covered feet and scooted over so he could sit down. He rubbed my back soothingly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I didn't answer. Sigh. I motioned for Jack to stay there, got up, and found a box with food in it. I grabbed the Fruit Loops and fell back onto the chair. We kinda just ate in silence for a while.

"Why are there a bunch of boxes in your house? And why's all of your furniture out of the house?" I could see that he knew why, but he was hoping I would tell him something different.

I felt the blood drain from my face. "We're moving."

"How soon?" I looked up at him, deadly serious.

"Today. In about two hours." I heard his sudden intake of breath.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" His voice was raised and I flinched slightly.

"I would've, but you weren't at school. Jerry said you were sick, but obviously that wasn't true, seeing as you're here." I finished dryly.

"Actually I was sick." I raised my eyebrows. He grinned sheepishly. "Ok, I wasn't."

"Then where were you?"

"Let's just say it had something to do with massage chairs, cocoa powder, and a fat pig."

I just looked at him. I guess it was really my fault for asking.

"Let's not worry about that though…" Jack chuckled, looking a little embarrassed. "You've got to email me! All of the time!"

"Of course!" I said, with mock surprise. "Why didn't I think of that?!"

"Haha."

"I thought so."

His brown eyes twinkled at me and he pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, and then pulled back, looking into my eyes. Then, he suddenly swooped forward and gently kissed my cheek. My heart fluttered.

"Promise to wait to get a boyfriend until you come back." He said seriously. I frowned a little, wondering why he would care about something like that. He saw the frown. "Kimmy, I'm sure you can stand it." He looked at me with a very thoughtful expression. "Actually, as boy crazy as you are…" He laughed as I punched him.

"I'll only promise that if you promise to never forget me." Then, as an afterthought; "And never replace me!"

He pulled me into another hug. "Kimmy, I couldn't replace you if I tried!"

See! I CAN MAKE JACK NICE EVEN FOR A FLEETING MOMENT! I just feel bad that Kim had to move… Sigh. So what'd you think?

Bet you can't guess what comes next! (;

BTW, I'm going to change the rating to T. I don't swear and nothing bad is going to happen… I'm just a little paranoid.

I also might change Online's rating to T too… Just cause, as I said before, I'm paranoid.