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Thanks to those who reviewed because you are amazing munchkins that are too cool for school. Hehe, not really. Stay in school! And yah school sucks (I'm in school as well so don't worry). And I have a very IMPORTANT announcement for you guys. Like this is the shit. If you don't read it at the end, it could fuck up all, your expectations for this story and my upload thing and EVERYTHING important. So stay!

Now you can read the story. :)

Kim's POV

I finally arrive and when I enter the room it's dark meaning that everyone was asleep. I remove my shoes and leggings carefully trying not to make any noise. I put the phone on the bedside table and try to climb up the ladder.

Suddenly the light switches on; I whip around and see Grace crossing her arms in her pyjamas. She looks angry and I look at her raising an eyebrow with a straight face.

Grace harshly whispers, "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED FOR ALL I KNOW! GOSH YOU ARE SO ANNOYING! URGHHHH…"

She then flicks off the light and I see her silhouette quickly go into her bed.

What in the actual fuck? One minute she talks to me the other she blanks me. I jump into bed and fall asleep because to be honest I don't want to think about that bullshit.

*Next morning*

When I finish checking myself out I go the mirror where Grace is next to me. Lucky me. I take out my mascara and begin to apply it when I feel Grace jog me. This was no accidental jog, oh no it wasn't. I now had a splodge near my eyebrow. Oh so this is how she wants to play it. Fine I'm bringing in a second player. Me. I then return the favour and Grace's liquid eyeliner smears a long, thin streak on the side of her face. She gasps and pushes me out the way.

I quickly remove the splodge in the mirror and push her out the bathroom to quickly apply my mascara and put some lip balm on. Concealer? Fuck it. No time. I grab my dance bag and storm out but not before I see Grace's glare.

I go to the cafeteria for breakfast and grab some yoghurt with berries and fruit salad. I pour myself some juice and sit at a table. Jack's supposed table but I couldn't care less.

Brody and Brad soon appear and they join me because removing me is obviously not a choice. Brody isn't too bad and I end up not hating him but Brad is still arrogant like when I first met him.

"So Crawford, you ready for tango?" Brody asked tossing up his apple.

I scrape up the rest of my berries in the yoghurt and replied, "Yup. But I have a feeling an asshole is going to ruin it for me."

Brody pretends to look hurt and says, "Oh Kim! Why oh why?"

I roll my eyes and smile slightly, "Don't worry, you're cool. I meant the other asshole."

Brad joined in, "Jack's not an asshole."

I apologise sarcastically, "Oh I'm sorry I meant dickhead."

Brody stifles a chuckle and Brad just looks down glooming on his plate. I stab my melon when I feel a grape being chucked at me. I can imagine I look pretty pissed and when I look in the direction I see Brody with a spoon in his hand ready throw another grape. I grin and fling the melon from my spork getting him smack in the middle of his eyes.

"Nice aim, Crawford." He tosses another one but I duck and it goes down a girl's top. She gets up and when I see who it is it's Lindsey.

Brody and I chuckle and we spud each other. Lindsey storms over and shouts, "Excuse me but I don't want fruit being thrown down my top."

I look her up and down and spat, "Top? More like a piece of cloth." She is literally wearing the shortest bandeau known to mankind.

Lindsey tries to lean over me but I get up and ask, "Did you want to say something?"

She looks around to her friends and turn back, "Yeah. I do."

I smirk and cross my arms, "Enlighten me."

Lindsey looks back again and clears her throat getting the cafeteria's attention. I roll my eyes and switch legs that I had been currently leaning on.

Lindsey stands up straighter, "If you ever do that again I'll make your life a living hell." She crosses her arms looking pretty pleased with herself. Her cronies in the back say, "Good going Lindsey."

I step forward a bit and flip back my hair with my head ever so slightly, "Listen here, peroxide." I flick back her tortured hair that has been bleached blonde. She recoils in disgust.

"I honestly could not give a fuck because you are not going to do shit."

The girls look offended and Lindsey looks a bit shocked because she probably wasn't used to people actually challenging her. She stammered, "O-oh yeah." She turns around to her 'friends' and turns back, "No one does shit? Is your life that sad?"

She turns towards the crowd and says, "Am I right?"

I slowly clap, "Wow, I think you have just outdumbed yourself."

I smile fakely and put on a valley girl accent, "Like do you want a medal with that?" I giggle obnoxiously and flick my hair back repeatedly as if I was on a loop.

The crowd chuckled, Lindsey was turning pink so I continued, "I think I have one right here in my jacket. Like let me totally get it out."

Lindsey continued to get pink reaching a scarlet. I pretend to fiddle around and put my hand in my inside pocket. When I take my hand out my fake smile is gone and I have a serious face and I holding up my middle finger to her face.

I sadistically half say half whisper, "Oops." I cock my head to the side, "I couldn't find one but I think this is better." I give a sly smile, "Don't you think?"

Lindsey now red she stomps her foot grabs her handbag and shouts, "Girls. We're leaving."

When they reach the door Lindsey turns around shouting, "OH and Kim. Kiss…my…ass."

I shouted back, "You wish I would."

Lindsey storms off.

I sit back down and drink the rest of my juice and continue to talk to Brody. Brad didn't do much talking which was a first.

On the way to tango I began to walk there with Brody while Brad disappeared somewhere.

"So Crawford, what's your story?" He asks walking a bit in front of me backwards.

"What do you mean?"

"I dunno. Are you like the dark, mysterious girl? The girl who is secretly a nerd? An agent?"

I shake my head and reply, "Nope. Just as casual as can be."

"Okay, Miss Casual as can be." Brody returned to walking by my side. "Tell about your parents or something."

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no.

Not that. I'm not Miss Casual as can be, I'm Miss Complicated as fuck.

I casually answer, "My mom and dad are divorced."

"Same here. But like they got married quite young. Then they had this whole Taylor Swift on and off type relationship. What am I saying had? It's still happening. They're acting like high schoolers. One minute, dad's there for Christmas, then Mom doesn't have a valentine then the next we go on a camping trip together in the summer then Dad isn't there for thanksgiving. Tim, Sarah and I are pretty much used to it. Like you know the FaceBook status, it's complicated? It's basically made for them."

I liked that he continued to ramble instead of me having to open up and actually talk about myself. I just nod and listen asking questions and avoiding family related questions. I mean I hate opening up to someone because it just makes me feel all needy.

We're on the topic of urban dictionary when I see Jack come into my peripheral vision. Brody shows me the meaning of my name.

"See Crawford." I lean over and look. Brody reads it out, "Kimberly. A sweet compassionate girl that finds the beauty in everything. She is always willing to give a helping hand. Everyone loves her as soon as they meet her. Tends to be very sexy and confident."

I playfully punch him and say, "That is so not true. Well maybe the sexy and confident part but I am not sweet and I don't help people that often."

Brody replies, "That's not true."

I smile, "Well then, let's look at your name then." I take this phone and type it his name.

"Meaning 2: A person you can't help but love. Kind, loving, caring, and adorable. Falls in love very easily but falls hard none the less. Meaning 3: Cuteness that's all I have to say. What is the definition of cuteness? Brody. Whatever he says is cute and adorable. He is the best boyfriend anyone could ask for, caring, sweet, amazing in every way. He is the one you dream about-" I'm not able to finish the paragraph because I'm laughing.

"Best boyfriend?" I laugh.

"I'm pretty sure that I'm the 3rd definition. Cute, adorable, caring, sweet, handsome, best thing that ever happened to you!" He teases pointing at me on the last phrase.

I burst out once more and say, "Oh, really. I don't remember the last two especially that last one."

We continue laughing hysterically and then Jack sits next to us and asks looking a bit annoyed, "What are you guys doing?"

Brody answers, "Urban Dictionaring our names."

Jack grabs Brody's phone, "Let's check out mine."

I roll my eyes in annoyance. Just great.

Jack hands me the phone, "Kim, I want you to read out mine."

I snatch the phone, "Jack - A very intellectual, insightful man with the most honest heart."

Honest? That's the last thing I'd write.

I continued, "His intentions and words are always well intended and he has the sexiest eyes in the whole world."

I stop and say, "What? Your intentions are a recipe for disaster."

Jack says, "Just continue reading."

I glare at him, "If you ever argue with a 'Jack' he will for sure make a Jack Ass out of YOU.
He always thinks ahead and see's the bigger picture. He hates fighting/ arguing. * yawn* it's boring to him."

I laugh in disbelief, "You thinking ahead? OH please, I would beat your ass in a bitch off."

Jack replied, "Don't flatter yourself."

"Already have." I smirked then continued, "But he will always win because he plays by his own rules. His morality is strong and he's as dependable as a solid rock. A guy you can count on. Loves meeting new people where ever he goes. Loves freedom. Hates being conformed. Wont change for anyone and wont expect you to change either. Highly independant. Likes to use his head. And its a very powerful one..very brilliant. Has women falling everywhere while hes still standing. . Wont lie."

I chuckle and turn to Jack. "You? First of all 95% of that is false. Like the only bit that's true is 'won't change for anyone' and 'has women falling everywhere while he's standing' except they are not women they are simple minded retards."

"Jealous, are we?" Jack cockily asked.

"Not even in your dreams."

The teacher then walks in and calls us in. She gives us the instructions and has decided to let us choose our own partners. I look around and see Brody looking at me. We both exchange silly glances which makes Jack look at us with…..more annoyance? What's his problem? Whatever, I don't really care.

When she lets us go Brody races to my side and asks, "So Crawford, partners?"

I nod and we high five. We get into positions and we start sniggering because Brody runs a commentary on how the teacher was spending so much time on her phone.

"You're breaking up with me?!" Brody whispers. "I can't believe it."

"You should do voice overs you're actually really good." I whisper trying to control my laughter.

We continue to repeat the steps and in the mirror I see Jack looking bored as he dances with Lindsey. Though Lindsey is literally gawking over him, how attractive.

I miss a step and Brody pretend over exaggerates, "Oh no, Crawford! You went 2 steps instead of 3!"

I play along, "Oh, Brody! You're supposed to go to the left not the right. Remember Beyoncé's wise words."

We both sing 'to the left to the left' and snigger as we're caught up in our conversation.

Then we just fool around and start prancing/skipping around the studio. The teacher doesn't even notice as she goes outside the door to make a phone call. I don't hear much except for shouting in Portuguese?

I grin and say excitedly, "N-no-no. We should square dance."

"What?" Brody asks confused.

"Just take off your socks and shoes." I kick off my trainers and my socks while he does too.

I explain, "Okay so your hands are in mine and just go with it. K?"

I take out my phone and blast out country music as I get Brody ready.

"3…2…1…Go!" We skip around and start laughing just improvising. Then I see Jack getting a bit angry. He's probably mad at Brody dancing with me because we're mortal enemies but at least Brody isn't a jerk.

We're having so much fun that the other's deciding to join in and the room is soon filled with vividly dancing pairs. When Brody spins me around, Jack and Lindsey 'accidentally' bump into us but again this was intentional so I am pretty pissed off. Is it his life mission to annoy me? I turn off the music and shout, "What was that for Brewer?"

"It was an accident, calm down." Jack said putting his hands in his pocket.

"Accident? Oh so you just happened to crash into us while we were in a massive empty space? Wow, that is so convincing."

"Whatever." Jack says.

Brody then says, "Crawford calm down and Jack just-"

Jack shouts, "Don't tell me what to do Brody! You're the one with the enemy when we're supposed to take her down."

I step in between them then look at Brody, "Take me down?"

Brody stutters, "Kim, you gotta trust me I don't want to take you down it's him and Carson, I swear."

I think about this and realise he called me Kim instead of Crawford like he normally does. And he wouldn't do that for nothing besides why would I believe Jack that Brody is part of this.

I come face to face to Jack, "Take me down?"

"Yeah." He states. I wipe his spit from my cheek which makes him feel a bit insecure.

"You're just playing fire with fire and you're going to get burnt." I confidently say.

"You're on." He says straightening up so he shows how much taller he is than me. This doesn't intimidate me like it's supposed to.

"Bring it on, bitch." I declare.

We glower at each other until the teacher comes in and dismisses us. Jack grabs Lindsey by the shoulders and says, "Let's go Lindsey." Lindsey smugly looks at me but I just dismissively wave them away making Lindsey go a bit red. She's about to say something but is dragged away.

Brody and I leave and I ask, "So, you are telling me the truth that you're not on in this."

Brody makes the prayer sign and crosses his heart, "I swear to god and cross my heart because I frankly am quite scared of you. And I don't want to risk going to the ER."

"Good choice my friend."

"I know."

I then randomly ask, "So what's up with you and Brenna?"

"Ah Bodacious Brenna. We're not official-official but we've agreed not to go out with anyone else."

I smack him on the arm, "That means's your official dumbass."

"Whatever, Crawford." Brody jokes.

"I can't believe she didn't tell me. I need to find her."

"It'll be easy just look for strawberry blonde ginger-ish hair."

I chuckle and then we continue to talk all the way to our next lesson. Brody. I don't like him in that way and I don't think he does either. He's like my brother and it's like we've lived our entire lives under the same roof. It's great to find someone that I can talk to so freely ever since he went away. I miss him a lot.

But he's probably better where he is now.

Anyway back about Brody. Yeah I love him. As a brother. We just click so well I know Jelly, Oli and Lilly would love him. I don't know why but I trust him so much that it's kind of scary but I feel like I can tell him so much. He sort of relights that little spot that died away 5 years ago, he doesn't replace it but just reawakens it from its slumber that I thought would last forever.

It's like he just reincarnated into Brody but that would be impossible because Brody was already alive.

So yeah, I thank Brody a lot. He probably doesn't know I'm thanking him but I appreciate his presence.

But God.

I really really really really do miss him.

Heyyyyyy.

You're probably confused about who him is but it will be revealed later on like there is a reason why I put some he/him's in bold because then you won't get confused.

And the urban dictionary stuff are actual definitions that I copied and pasted into this chapter so if there are typos I didn't bother to check them so please don't correct me on that. I mean, you know how accurate Urban Dictionary is on spelling and punctuation.

But yah. And please keep reviewing because it just makes me feel all happy and reminds me that people do read my stories and it's not me imagining. Seriously, I feel like when I upload I'm the only one who looks at it. So yeah don't forget to review. It doesn't have to be an essay or really long (tbh though I do like long reviews ^_^) Even a simple hi or hello will make my day in the reviews. And for those of you who PM thank you because I think it's absoloutely amazing that someone has bothered to actually talk to me.

NOW! The super important thing:

Basically about 2 months ago I made the move from the UK to the States. And I am in the 'Golden State' as what it's called. Lul. And I have been absolutely exhausted from all the moving and finding out where my school is and all that other fuckery. So I haven't gone to high school yet and I'm kind of having mixed feelings because I'm going to be junior after the holidays and I mean people would have had over 2 years to get to know each other so I'll just be some weird anomaly.
And you're probably thinking, "Oh but that couldn't have taken 2 months!"

Well I'm sorry but my cousin took me out to loads of food chains and shopping malls. I went to American Apparell, Forever 21, etc... and I got some Taco Bell and CHIPOTLEEEEE!

So I'm still getting used to the heat because the UK was always pretty shitty with weather because it was bipolar central. But omg I am so nervous for school. Holy bejeesus!
I can't believe this is actually happening!

Before I finish I have a couple of questions for you Americans just to refresh my memories:
1) When are things like Homecoming/Prom?
2) How many after school stuff can I normally join? (e.g. cheerleading, track, etc...)
3) How long are normal high school days?
4) Is the food seriously that bad?

If you could answer them that would help so much because I have almost no clue what's going on because I have been busy shopping and swimming and internetting like a boss.
I'm really excited for this change so wish me good luck.

And if I don't upload it's because I'm on holiday. And I know I just moved and everything but I'm going to be flying ALL the way to Greece which is about 15-16 hours! I am going to be soooo jet lagged.
I'm supposed to be packing and stuff but ummmm yeahhhh I am typing this up.

So err...

BYeeeeeeeeeeeee,

RedQuxxnRed
ps I'm thinking about changing my pen name :P