You guys are seriously amazing! I cannot believe how many of you enjoy reading this story. I can't thank you enough for all the positive reviews and wonderful fav and follows. Now enough with my blabbing, I now present to you chapter 3 of 'What If'.

There they were, just looking at each other both thinking how much has changed in just 5 years.

Kim wasn't sure whether she wanted to punch him or hug him but wow, little Jack wasn't so little anymore. His hair was a lot longer but still held its brown and soft waves, his two moles were just the same, his eyes held a sparkle that Kim couldn't describe but she was surprisingly out of breathe when she made contact with them.

What surprised her the most was his size, he was at least 6'1' and had huge broad shoulders, by the looks of his muscle shirt you could see he was sporting a very nice six pack. What the hell am I thinking?! This is Jack Brewer! The same kid who was the cause of all your misery, the same kid who made your child hood a living hell. You cannot think of him that way Kim Crawford! You need to get your act together!

Jack was no different, he was completely thrown off guard when he came face to face with the same girl he left nearly years ago. The same Kim that he enjoyed annoying the heck out of but woah has she changed since then. Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back and stopped just at her waist, her huge doe eyes, the way her shorts gave Jack a chance to look at her legs in which he could tell had some muscle. In other words Jack was mind blown by the person who stood in front of him.

"Hi," Jack finally said with a small smirk.

"Hi," Kim said, keeping a straight face.

Sensing the awkwardness, Bella cleared her throat making Jack and Kim snap out from each others gaze. "Why don't you help us out by putting the steaks outside?" Motioning them to the backyard.

"Oh, yeah sure." Kim said turning around and grabbing one pile of steak laying out on the kitchen bar, making her way out while Jack was walking closely behind with a pile of his own steaks.

Finished with their duties Jack and Kim silently went back to the kitchen.

"Umm, I'm going to go to the living room." Kim mentioned, nervously fiddling her fingers.

"Oh, yeah sure. Go ahead." Jack said. Disappearing to the living room, Jack let out a huge breathe he didn't realize he was holding. Wow, Kim is so little anymore. 'Really? I haven't noticed.' said his conscience sarcastically. Great your here! I must be messed up to be talking to you. 'Not my fault you got hypnotized by the blonde beauty.' I did not get hypnotized. 'Sureee, said the idiot who left his mouth hang open for about 5 minutes... genius!'

Shaking his head, forgetting what the heck that was, he made his way towards the living room only to be stopped by his friends.

"Dude Kim is so swag," Jerry said hugging Jack from his side. "She scored me some tips on how to get girls."

"She's hilarious," Milton said interrupting Jerry. "She get's my chemistry jokes and get this, she has some up her sleeves as well." He finished with the biggest smile he can muster up.

"Not only that," Brody said pointing a finger towards the living room. "She boosted up my confidence. You know how I kept on telling you how my parents wouldn't let me play basketball because they want me to focus on my football? Well she made me realize that it's my life, I am the only one who has the power to control it. If that's what I want then I just have to fight for it."

Wow, Kim has not even meet my friends for two hours and has already made his friends swoon.

Seeing Jerry's mouth moving without any words coming out, he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, what?" Jack said.

"I said my mom is out in the driveway and is going to drop off Milton, Brody, and me at their place." Jerry said making his way out of the kitchen.

"Sure, I'll walk you guys out."

Accompanying them to the living room, they spot Kim sitting on a couch looking around Jack's home, before her eyes landed on the boys.

Before leaving Jerry gave Kim a fist bump, "See yah Kim!" "Bye Jer." Milton a handshake, "See you soon Kim." "Hopefully." Brody a hug, "See yah later Kim and thanks for the advice. I really appreciate it." "No problem, see yah!"

Now only two remain. Seeing as how Jack was having trouble starting a conversation he simply walked to a room that could be seen from the living room. Which gave Jack a great side view of Kim sitting across from him, on the couch.

15 minutes. It's been 15 minutes since anyone had sad anything. Jack would sneak a peek at Kim every once in awhile, seeing as she was on her phone most of the time.

Not wanting to wait any longer, he thought of a cool and yet creative way to ease the awkwardness.

Grabbing a lot of blank paper out from the printer sitting at the desk, he made at least 5 paper airplanes. Closing one eye, he aimed it to land on Kim's lap. Made it!

Kim looked around, confused at to where in the world did that come from. She got hit once again this time on her nose which caused her to giggle and for some strange reason Jack's eyes softened at the sound. Kim turned around spotting a door across from her, in which she saw Jack's back facing her and from his movements Kim could tell he was making another paper plane.

Tip-toeing softly she leaned in the front of the door frame with a smile, arms and legs crossed. "You know, it's rude to throw airplanes at guest." Kim's sudden appearance caused Jack to jump out of his chair making Kim laugh.

"Sorry, just wanted a way to start a conversation." he said shyly, going back to his place on the chair.

"And a simple 'Hey Kim, what's up?' not an easier way to start a conversation." Kim said smiling at his reaction.

"Now that wouldn't be to fun now will it?" Jack said finally gaining some confidence.

Ignoring Jack's comment, Kim focused what kind of room this was and better yet it was her favorite. "Woah! Cool music room." She said taking in all of her surroundings the room had to offer. A piano, keyboard, drums, guitar, you name it! Every instrument is in this room. "Sweet guitar! You play?" She said grabbing the red guitar by the neck.

"Well I don't have a music room with instruments just for display." Jack said sarcastically.

"Ease it with the tone mister," Kim said jokingly, taking a seat close to Jack.

"Wow, you play?" Jack said surprised. Did not see that coming.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Brewer." Kim said smugly, setting the guitar on her lap. "It's been five years so I'm pretty sure you don't know a lot."

"True," Jack said smiling at the blonde in from of him, strumming his guitar. "So tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?" Kim said continuing silently strumming.

"Anything, tell me anything that I might have missed on the amazing life of Kim Crawford." Jack said extending his arms dramatically.

"Well," Kim started, looking at Jack. "I'm going to be a junior soon, my hobbies include Cheerleading, Gymnastics, Karate, and Cross Country. I sing here and there but nothing to big. I won a trip to a cruise once with my family. But pretty much I'm basically the same old Kim expect more older and athletic."

"What about you?" Kim said returning to the guitar.

"Not much to tell. I'm a part of the football, basketball and lacrosse team at school. Karate is my passion. Uhh, what else? Oh I'm going to be a junior soon as well. It was pretty sweet in New York but not I hoped it would be. I missed the town I grew up with and always wished I would come back."

"Why did you want to come back so badly?" Kim said turning around to leave the guitar on the stand.

"I honestly don't know," Jack said remembering why exactly he wanted to come back. "I've always had this feeling in the pit of my stomach like there was something missing. Like I'm not supposed to be in New York and maybe it was a mistake leaving. I know I don't get it, it's stupid."

"That's not stupid Jack." Kim said looking at him straight in the eye. "You just miss your hometown. You grew up in this place and to be suddenly be pulled away from that it's difficult. But your back now so that's good."

Smiling smugly he nodded. Kim stood up roaming around the room, enchanted by the beauty of each instrument, absolutely mesmerized. While Kim was distracted Jack was having an internal battle as to whether or not ask her the question that has been in his head since he knew Kim Crawford would enter his house. Finally taking in a deep breath, he got enough courage to say what he wanted to say.

"Do you still hate me?"

Kim turned around slowly. Letting his question sink in or really just torture him to him.

Jack not knowing what to thing thought this was a huge mistake! Why did I just say that?! I mean of course she hates me! After all the horrible things I've done to her I'm surprised she even showed up in the first place. What kind of incinerate jerk was I?! But I the same time she couldn't possibly hold a grudge for this long, but she's Kim Crawford of course she's going to hold a grudge. Oh god. I'm dead. I'm de-

"Look Jack," she began. "I honestly don't know. I mean I'm pretty sure I don't hate you, hate is such a strong word but I guess I could say that I don't partially like you. I know we were only like what 10?" I nodded, concentrated on what she was saying. "But what we did to each other was harsh. I was okay with the name calling but it got to a point where it we went physical, we were literally pulling our hairs out for crying out loud!"

"That was a long time ago. We're more mature now, don't you think we start over?" I asked, I could see in her eyes she doubted that. "Come on we were kids, we didn't know or mean any of those words that were said and if I really did physically injure you, I'm truly sorry. Let's just take this as a fresh start. I promise it won't hurt unless you try."

She was looking directly into my eyes to see if she can fully trust me. "I don't know Jack."

"All I'm asking for is one chance."

"No physical pain?"

"None."

"Hurtful words?"

"Won't even hear a peep."

"Mud over my clothes?"

"Oooh, that's a toughy." I said leaning back on the couch, she hit my stomach playfully. "I'm kidding. I promise I will not, whatsoever let mud interact with your clothing."

"This is your last and only chance Brewer." she said smiling at me.

"That is all I need Crawford." I said giving her my famous smirk.

Rolling her eyes she went back to the living room, me following closely behind and taking a seat next to her on my leather couch.

We have been talking for about half an hour now. So far she's told me about her school, friends, her interests, you name it but the question I really wanted to ask her made me feel quisy inside and I had no idea why.

"So do you by any chance you know... have like a... you know... are single? Or umm... have a boyfriend?" Seeing as her smile slowly faded away I regretted asking in the first place.

"Sorry I asked, I was just wondering I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable I was just-" I was rambling until Kim stopped me. "It's fine and no, I don't have one." She said sadly, looking at the ground.

"Hey," I said making her look towards me. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine," she said putting a slit smile. "I've just never been lucky in that department."

"What do you mean?" I asked, hoping she would answer.

"Look I know we just got back to 'the road of friendship' but I'm not sure I can trust you. Especially about boy problems which I know you aren't interested in hearing." She said going back to her phone.

"You can trust me and unlike other people when I say that I care, I really do. But if you don't want to tell me it's fine. I won't pressure you." I say covering her phone with my hand.

Her eyes were roaming mine, as if trying to figure out if she can really trust me. It worked, she caved in.

BAM. That's a wrap on chapter three. Hope you all liked it! Next chapter will be posted next week, although if you want it sooner you know what you got to do (; just review, follow and fav.

Until next time! Peace.

QOTD: Why do you guys think Kim feels unlucky with the 'boyfriend situation'? (the one who guesses it right get's a shout out)