Hey hey! Lol, I'm back with yet another story! I have decided to put Kickin' It Without Them and Scratches On The Ice on hiatus so I can focus on this and Yours Truly, The Girl Who Can't Rock Red and this story. But first, I will post the 1st chapter and you tell me if you want me to continue it. BTW, this is AU and the gang live in New York instead of San Jose since the place fits with my story idea. And THANK YOU SOOO MUCH for nominating Kickin' It Without Them for Best Tragedy Story for Fashionista4Life's Kickin' It Choice Awards! I feel so honoured! Anyway, here is the 1st chapter. Oh, this is rated T for some stuff that will happen in the future. Also, Kim and the gang are 16 years old.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KICKIN' IT!NEVER HAVE AND NEVER WILL, K?JEEZ, THE NERVES OF SOME PEOPLE THESE DAYS...oh, I do own Star Studios(lol, I don't know if there is such a studio called that...)

No one wanted to talk to her. But she always talked to them. They gave her glares. But she gave them smiles. They would grimace at her presence. But she would embrace theirs. They would push her away like she was some lost puppy who wanted attention. But she didn't push them away. Kim Crawford had always wanted to belong. To fit in. To be someone people wanted to be around, talk to, smile at her, enjoy her presence and keep her close. Someone who would listen to her voice, whether she was just talking, or whether she was singing some tune she heard.

But no one would. Everyone would find some excuse to stay away from her. By everyone, it meant everyone at school, her family, her relatives, and anyone else who bothered to remember who she was. She never knew why everyone did that. Actually, no one did. Somehow, one person ignoring her ended up with everyone. A few occasional "hello's" were exchanged between Kim and some stranger who wanted to be nice, but would quickly take it back and rush off when a glare was pointed.

So all the blonde, singing prodigy and braniac had was her music and books. She had always wanted to be a singer, and every opportunity she had to sing, she would gladly accept, if it was a song or even just a few lines from a lullaby for a school play. Everywhere she went, she would be humming some melody to a song she had heard someone else sing and instantly fell in love with.

Right now, she was humming "No One" by Alicia Keys. Though not a lot of people have listened to the song, she absolutely adored the song. She had always wanted to sing the song in front of an audience and have them applaude, but for now, she would have to sing to her stuffed animals in her bedroom with the toy kareoke machine she had recieved for her 5th birthday. She had her sights set on a new one, a lovely dark black one with a real microphone and anything else one could ask for to make it big in the music industry. But she never had enough money because each week she got closer, the price would increase because of the high demands.

She had never asked her mom or dad to buy her it, because they would always reply with a "no." They would always say it was too expensive, but they would buy a dress more expensive than that for her younger sister, and whenever she asked why they bought it and couldn't buy the kareoke machine, they would defend themselves by stating "She needs the dress. She's going to a birthday party."

Of course, that dress would be only worn once, then given away to another relative until eventually no one was small enough to fit in it. Then, it would be thrown away. Of course, right after, another dress would be bought for a cousin older than Kim. After it was worn once, the family would pass it down, always skipping Kim. She never knew why people hated her so much even though they never got a chance to get to know her, but what could she do about it? Well, she would make it big. She would make it in the music industry. Because, she's the type to make it work. Even if it started with a hot pink kareoke machine.

Flashback:

October 2nd, 2000

"Mommy, do you like my singing?" Kim asked, holding the pink microphone in her hand, smiling a crooked grin at her mom.

"Sure honey. Wonderful." Her mother replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes secretly.

"OH LOOK! MY BABY!" She squealed after when 3-year old Chloe walked into the room, her cheeks all chubby.

"Mommy? Can I play with Chloe?" Kim asked, walking towards Chloe.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Her mom roared, shoving Kim away and holding Chloe tightly. "Don't you dare touch my baby!"

"But mommy, I'm your baby too..." Kim meekly whispered, crying. When Kim looked at Chloe, that was the moment she chose to let out a wail.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!? GET OUT!" Her mom yelled at Kim, pointing to the door. Kim wiped away a few tears and walked out the door.

"Come on baby, let's go eat!" Her mom soothed Chloe, causing her to crack out in a grin.

Present Day:

November 18, 2012

Kim walked on the sidewalk of New York, occasionally taking peeks at clothing stores on 7th Avenue near Times Square, also occasionally walking into a store and buying something. Wearing a thin chocolate brown jacket with a thin black scarf, she continued down the street towards Times Square. Looking down, she stared at her brown winter boots with a fur lining covered feet. She continued walking until she looked up and saw a familiar figure walking towards her, just several inches away. It was Jack. The brown haired, brown eyed high schooler who all the girls instantly fell for. Like everyone, he didn't like her. He was coming closer and closer, close to having a collision. Thinking quick, the blonde spun half way across him, easily dodging him. Looking back, she saw Jack staring at her. She gave him a small smile and looked away, sighing.

As she walked closer and closer to Time Sqaure, bright lights shined, and she felt a sense of comfort. New York truly was a gorgeous and wonderful place to grow up in. Entering Time Square, Kim took a look at everyone passing by, either running to meetings or dragging someone else to a store. I couldn't imagine just visiting New York. There's too much to fit in to a certain time period,she thought as she heard someone talking on the phone, saying "OMG! I cannot fit Time Square AND Chinatown in just 3 hours!"

When she saw a little girl fall, she ran over and helped her up. She smiled at the girl, who returned a heart warming smile. The girl reminded her of a younger version of herself, with the curly blonde hair and crooked smile.
"Thank you." The girl's mother mumbled to Kim, and she smiled back, waving to the little girl as her mother took her to where a cab was waiting, probably taking them to Macy's. There was a huge sale going on, and Kim had already bought stuff she needed for herself the day the sale started. She wanted to make sure that she got what she needed before it all dissapears.

As she walked through the square, a neon light caught her eye. Turning around, she came face to face with a sign for some music competition. She turned around and continued walking until she came to a halt. Hey, wait a minute! she thought as she made her way back to the sign. Taking a look over it, she read the words on the board, smiling widely when she finished them.

WANT TO BE NEW YORK'S NEXT BIG NAME?
STARTING DECEMBER 1ST, STAR STUDIOS NY
WILL BE HOSTING A MUSIC COMPETITION FOR THOSE
WHO WANT TO BE A STAR!

SIGN UP AT THE STAR STUDIOS OFFICE IN TIMES SQUARE
BEFORE NOVEMER 19TH AND WE'LL SEND A LETTER TO YOU
REGARDING WHETHER OR NOT YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED.
WHEN YOU COME, BRING A CD OR VOICE RECORD OF YOU
SINGING TO ANY SONG AND SUBMIT IT TO US.
BEST OF LUCK TO EVERYONE!

This was what she had been waiting for. A chance to become a star. A chance for people to know who she is and actually LIKE HER. This was it. This is the chance for her to rise to stardom. For people to see that she wasn't worth ignoring and acting mean to. She would be known.

Star Studios, prepare to meet New York's Next Big Name...

And there is the 1st chapter! Let me know in the reviews if you want me to continue this. I want at least 10 yeses for this story to continue. I know it's quite a bit, but I want to make sure people actually will read this story if I make chapters. If you don't want me to continue this story, I am completely okay with it. But if you do, remember, say yes in the reviews. That's all I have to say, so BYE!

With Lots Of Love,

Hiruthika