Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It

~A.N~

Hey guys! So, here is a brand new Kickin' It story as an early Christmas present! My second try (or really first) at a muti-chapter story so I hope you enjoy! A quick little warning as well: this story is rated T for a reason. There is going to be a good amount of language used in this story. Oh, and the title will make sense soon. :) Review please :D

Broken Cords

Chapter 1

New Day, New Life

Kim Crawford was doing her homework when her phone rang. She pulled her phone out of her jeans pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was her boyfriend. The blonde's face light up as she pressed the 'accept' button. "Hey." She answered as she put her iPhone up to her ear. He didn't answer right away and that got her curious.

"Hey Kimmy what are you doing babe?" Kim felt butterflies take over her stomach. His voice always brightened her mood.

"I'm trying to finish up my homework. What about you?" Kim heard some shuffling come from his side.

"I am trying to find my shirt." Kim laughed. He continued. "Anyway, that isn't the point I called. I called to ask if you were doing anything tonight." Kim thought about it for a minute. She didn't have anything planned.

"No I don't, why?"

"Well," Brody paused, taking a breath. "Do you want to head down to the beach tonight?"

"Yeah, that sounds nice. I'll meet you there. What time?" Kim heard someone yell at him from his side of the line. Brody pulled his phone away from his ear and yelled back.

"Shut up mom! I will be down in a minute!" Kim still heard him. Brody and his mom didn't have the best relationship. Brody's mom was good-hearted and kind while Brody was the opposite, just like his father. Brody's father was the richest man in Florida, and he was quite a snob. He was a very greedy man. Kim didn't know any of this though- Brody just covered it up, saying that he and his mom never got along. Kim had never meant Brody's father, but she meant his mother. Brody was proclaimed as the player of their middle school in 6th grade and he still and that status, but Kim didn't believe that either.

Kim and Brody were in 10th grade now, both of them 15. They have been going out for two years and Brody was the nicest boy the blonde had ever meant. In secret, Brody was a replica of his father. Brody was an A+ lair though, so he got away with everything. He even got away with Kim. Kim sighed into the phone as Brody put it back against his ear. "Brody, please try to be nice to your mom for once will you?" Brody scoffed and Kim frowned a little.

"Why? She doesn't tell me what to do." Kim frowned more.

"Brody, she is your mother." Brody didn't answer for a moment.

"Yeah, yeah. Sorry babe. She just gets on my nerves a lot." Kim could understand that. Kim was very close to her father, he was the one that taught her karate. Kim and her mother weren't that close, but they still loved each other. Now you might be thinking; Kim, a pretty girl, does karate?!

And the answer is a yes. Kim's father used to be a Black Ops member and he was always in charge of the 'sneak-around' missions because of his use of karate. Kim's father, Finn, is a fourth degree black belt. And, training under his oath, Kim is currently a second degree black belt. No one knows this of course, everyone thinks Kim is just another 'pretty face'; but in no way is she anything like that. "Kimmy? Babe? BABE!" Brody's shout snapped Kim out of her thoughts.

"Sorry Brody, I was just thinking."

"Oh okay. Sorry babe, I was just making sure you were okay. So as I was saying, is eight alright with you?"

"Yeah that's fine." Kim answered, her southern accent peaking though because she was excited. Brody chuckled from the other side of the phone.

"I'm guessing you are excited?" Kim held in her squeal.

"Yeah, a little bit." Kim said, her voice a little higher. Brody chuckled again.

"Alright Kimmy, see you at the beach."

"Okay, bye love you."

"Love ya too babe." Brody hung up quickly and Kim flipped back against the pillows of her bed. She couldn't wait for the night to come.

That night…

Kim was standing in front of her bathroom mirror. She applied the rest of her make-up, not too much to look like the plastic dolls in school, but just enough to make Kim look amazing. To any boy at least. Kim heard a soft knock on her bathroom door as she was brushing her hair. "Come in." She answered and her smiling father popped his head in. Kim rolled her eyes at her father's childish actions.

He never did grow out of his 'inner child'.

Finn laughed and walked into the bathroom and stood behind Kim. Kim continued to brush her hair and her father watched with interest. Kim groaned a little when one strand of her hair wouldn't stay down. Finn chuckled. "Dad! It's not funny! I have to meet Brody at the pier at eight!" Finn never liked Brody, he believed everything everybody said about the teen being a player. Finn never told any of this to Kim of course. If she was happy, then he was happy.

Finn took the brush from Kim's hand and set it down on the bathroom counter. He then took the strand of hair and tucked it behind Kim's ear. Finn walked over to the basket of clips on the right side of the counter and picked though them, searching for the right one. The brunette grinned when he found the perfect clip. Kim had gotten her blonde hair from her mother; her father's hair was a lighter brown. Kim got all the rest of her father's features, even his doe brown eyes. (From when Finn was younger) Though now…Finn's brown eyes where a deeper and darker brown. Kim's mom had dark blue eyes and that was the biggest difference from mother to daughter. Finn walked back over to Kim and stuck the clip in Kim's hair, right above her right ear and over- top her wild strand of hair that wouldn't obey. The clip was a flower clip, the flower was mixed shades of blue with a slash of dark purple though the middle.

Finn's grin turned into a warm smile as Kim adjusted the clip just right. She turned and her father engulfed her into a warm hug. "Thanks dad." Kim mumbled into his chest as he chuckled and squeezed her tighter.

"Anything for my little girl." Kim pulled away from the hug when her phone buzzed from her pocket. It was a text from Brody. It read: Hey babe, I'm gonna be a little late. Sorry. Kim re-read the text a few times to make sure she wasn't imaging it. Finn noticed her discomfort and put a hand on her shoulder. Just as Kim replied to Brody with a simple 'It's alright.' Kim turned to her dad and sighed.

"He is never late to dates dad…" Finn knew what was about to happen. All of his suspicions were about to come true.

"Why don't you just stay home? We can go and practice that flying dragon kick you have been trying to nail for the past month." Finn offered, hoping Kim would say yes. He didn't feel like witnessing his daughter's heart broken tonight.

"No, it's fine dad. I'm gonna go. I'll call you if something happens. Love you."

"Alright, love you too, be careful." Finn bended down and gave Kim a peck on the cheek. Kim walked out of the bathroom, stuffing her phone in her jeans pocket as she headed downstairs and out the door. Kim started to head towards the beach, her mind flooded with questions. Why was Brody going to be late?

In the two years they have been dating, he was never late…Kim's house was a beach house so she was only a few minutes away from the beach. Kim checked the time on her phone. 7:59. Kim sighed. Everything was going fine with her and Brody, so why was she worried? She pushed all bad feelings to the back of her mind just as she made it to the beach. Her flip-flops made footprints in the sand as she walked along the beach, the moon mocking her soon-to-be-pain above her.

Kim then heard something that sounded like 'I love you'. And it sounded like Brody's voice. Kim turned to her left to face the life-guard station and her eyes popped out of her head once she saw who was sucking face with whom. Brody had the most popular girl in school, Sally Carlson, pushed up against one of the station's white poles. Kim just stood there in shock; Brody and Sally too busy deepening their kiss to notice. Brody had his hands very low on Sally's waist and her hands were around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Sally opened her eyes for a spilt second and saw Kim standing there, jaw dropped open.

Sally smirked.

She stopped Brody from kissing her and her hands moved to his shoulders, tracing his muscle patterns. "So, did you break it off with that bitch Crawford?" Sally asked, loud so Kim could hear. Brody smiled a little.

"I'm going to. Tonight. I told her I was going to be late so I could have some alone time with you." Sally smiled and they kissed again, this one quicker because Sally wanted to shatter Kim's heart more.

"So, why did you stay with Crawford for two years? Playin' her off as your girlfriend?" Brody tried to kiss Sally again, but she held up her hand. Brody sighed. He was too stupid to wonder why she was asking these questions.

"I did it so that I could have more fun. Sleep with one girl and then the next day, kiss Kimmy. It was a jackpot. Sad part is that Kimmy would never let me sleep with her."

"Mmm…" Kim turned and ran. She ran from her ex-boyfriend, she ran from her love life. She ran away, leaving her broken heart behind her. Brody saw something move out of the corner of his eye and he saw Kim running away.

"Shit," He mumbled as he un-tangled himself from Sally and turned to run after the blonde. Sally just sneered and leaned against the pole-her job done. Brody caught up to Kim and grabbed her arm roughly. Kim turned, tears streaming down her face. "Kimmy, it's not what it looked like!" Kim sent him a death glare.

"Really Brody? You have been playing me for two years and I was too stupid to see it!"

"Yeah but Kimmy I lov-"

"No you don't!" Kim screamed back. "If you did, you wouldn't want to hurt me! If you truly loved someone, you would give them the world asking for no payment in return! Brody we are over. Thank you for making my life a living h-"

"But Kimmy! It was-"

"Shut up Brody. Leave me alone. Never talk to me again." Kim said in a small voice as more tears streamed down her face. She ran away, Brady's last sentence echoing it's self in Kim's foggy mind.

"No! Wait! Kimmy!"

"Kim! KIM!" A man's deep voice said loudly and a little sharply as Kim was shook awake. She opened her eyes to see the sun shining brightly though the window and her dad standing over her, worry written all over his face. "Kim girl, are you alright? You were having a nightmare girl." Finn said as he sat next to Kim and rubbed her back soothingly. Kim laid her head on her dad's shoulder. Was that flashback really a nightmare? Or was it just a smitten reminder that was going to haunt her forever? "Kim, what was it about?" Kim buried her head deeper into her father's bulky shoulder.

"I-it was the night m-me and Bb-Brody broke up." Kim answered, struggling to get the sentence out.

"Oh girl…" Finn wrapped Kim in a hug and Kim let a few tears escape. Finn pulled away and smiled lightly. "Now girl that is the past. Today is a new day and new life for you. This is your first day of 11th grade and your first day in Seaford. Now, come on-no need to be down today. Get ready and I will make you your favorite pancakes. What do ya say?" Kim smiled.

"I would like that."

"Alright, get ready." Finn stood up and walked out the door.

"Thanks dad!" Kim yelled as she heard him go down the stairs. The Crawford's just moved to Seaford over the summer. It was pure luck for Kim, because now she wouldn't be surrounded by gossip of her and Brody and to see him either. The reason they had to move? Kim's mom had to because of her job. She was the head and CEO of a large company. They had moved into the rich part of Seaford, the houses all two-stories and the outsides all glamorous.

Kim chose her outfit carefully and decided on an open top dark pink t-shirt and some dark skinny jeans. She headed to her bathroom, got changed and checked the time on her phone as she started to put on her make-up. It was 7:19 and school started at 7:45. Kim had plenty of time. She heard the door slam and she guessed that her mom has left for work. Kim finished up with the perfect amount of make-up and then she slipped her mood ring on her finger. She put in some hoop earrings and then brushed her hair. She smiled at herself in the mirror and headed down the stairs to be meant by her favorite pancakes stacked up on a big plate.

Kim's stomach growled and her dad turned from the stove. He grinned at his daughter's appearance. "You look amazing Kim. Now start eating girl." Finn always tended to call Kim 'girl' because that was a special word to him for some reason. Kim never found out, but she liked when her dad called her 'girl'. It made her feel more special. Kim sat down at the table and started eating her father's astounding pancakes.

"I will see you later dad!"

"Bye Kim! Enjoy your day!" Kim grabbed her bag and darted out the door. She took her phone out of her pocket and started to play Temple Run. Hey, what could she say? She was bored! She then stopped walking when she jumped over the ledge in the game.

"Really?" She asked herself as she stuffed her phone in her pocket. Then she started to walk again. The school was right next to the 'rich houses' so she didn't have to walk far. She made it to the school and stopped walking to take in the size of it. It was bigger than her school back in Florida and there were way more kids here. Suddenly, something hard ran smack into her.

She fell to the ground as the person did the same, his stake board flying over to the left. Kim got up at the same time the boy did and she glared, but it didn't really have any effect considering the boy was a little bit taller than her. He sent her a disapproving look almost and then went over to pick up his stake board. His eyes were pools of brown and he had shaggy brown hair that was perfect. He was wearing a black V-neck with some black jeans that had a chain looped though and hanging down to his knee. The teen also had a necklace around his neck that was brown beads with a skull hanging off. He started to walk away without a word and that got on Kim's nerves for some unknown reason.

"Hey! Watch where you are going next time would ya!" Kim yelled at him. He merely sent a glance back to Kim and snorted.

"Shut it blondie, no one wants to hear your dumbass option." Some kids that were walking by sniggered as Kim's mouth hung open in shock. The boy disappeared in the crowd of teens heading though the doors.

"Wow." A boy's higher pitched voice next to Kim made her jump. Kim turned and was meant by a skinny red-head. "No one has ever stood up to Jack before…at least this quickly." Kim turned towards the boy.

"Who?" Kim asked as she sent the geek a confused look. The red-head turned and held out his hand.

"Sorry, I should have said my name first. I'm Milton. And you are?"

"I'm Kim." Kim replied glumly. Milton nodded his head.

"So are you new here?"

"Yeah, my family just moved here."

"So you don't know anything about the school?"

"Nope." Kim replied popping the 'p'. Milton sighed.

"One tip of advice. That kid you just ran into, stay away from him."

"Why?" Milton looked around quickly and then looked back at Kim, worry etched on his face.

"That was Jackson Brewer. He is the bad boy. And he is trouble."