Loud

A/N: HELLLLLLO! I've updated straight in two days. I think I should get an award. Well, I don't know really what to say; this story is rated T+. Meaning, that it'll be more close to the M side. Just a heads up. Btw, go check out my story "So close, yet so far"! :))

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Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It!

Kim's POV

I looked at myself in the mirror. My honey blonde locks now curled into loose waves were tousled randomly all over my head. My makeup was done to perfection I had to admit. The loud speakers of Grace's radio blared behind me.

"Are you ready? Julie's going to pick us up in a minute." Grace said twirling the key round and round in her finger. She was dressed in a tight fitting peplum peachy pink dress accompanied by a blazer, for, and I quote "If I ever get cold. Just because. The guys are probably all sweaty." She was dressed in 5- almost 6 inch oxford heels. Sometimes I wonder how she walks in those stuff.

"Well you dolled me up yourself, what am I? Barbie?" I sarcastically replied slouching on the couch. She, that monster of a woman named Grace, bought me clothes. A bustier, a tight, REALLY TIGHT, skirt, and heels, REALLY PAINFUL, heels. We all got dressed up for "Kelsey's sweet 20!".

"No, your hulk. Now come on, Julie's here." Grace rolled her eyes walking already ahead. I don't even know why I'm friends with them. Well technically I do, but not with these stuff. I sat beside Julie's tower of papers while Grace sat at the front. She hasn't changed much, she's studying to become a teacher. The big box in the back was covering all the lights in the back.

"So, what did you get Kelsey for her birthday?" I spoke up interrupting Grace and Julie's conversation. Julie smiled at the road in excitement.

"Well, you know how she's training to become a dancer?" We all nodded.

"I got her some mirrors and a bar!" Julie squealed. Grace laughed a bit.

"Aren't those ballet bars or whatever dancing bars I don't really care, for like 9 year olds?" Grace crossed her legs.

"No! I got that for a very expensive price." Julie pouted still looking at the road.

"At target?" I joked.

"NO! I got it at those fancy dancing stores downtown. Well technically I asked them where they got the whole studio thing done an-" Julie stopped to keep herself from rambling. "WELL YOU KNOW!" She finished off frantically.

"Calm down, we're just messing. Like old times! So what did you get Kelsey Grace?" Julie calmed and stopped at a red light.

"Well I didn't really know what to get her so I just got her a gift card." Grace shrugged.

"We're here!" Julie smiled. We all got out of the car and into the club. Loud music was pumping out of the speakers. Dancing was happening everywhere practically I looked and alcohol filled the air.

"Yo Kim! I haven't seen you for what? Almost a year?" A voice spoke. I turned only to see Eddie. He was dressed in a clad button up with his dress pants on. He didn't change a bit, although it was really noticeable that he lost his baby fat.

"Oh hey Eddie! You've changed since the last time I've seen you. And plus its only been a year!" I joked. I saw that he had a drink in his hand.

"Same with you? Any luck with the boys?" He winked.

"Are you trying to make fun of me. No no I'm just kidding, not at all. How about you?" His eyes trailed to someone across the club.

"Well there was this really pretty lady in the bar, I think we've hit it off real well. I've been talking to her for almost about an hour now. She wants to dance." Eddie said happily. I slapped his back lightly.

"Well go get her!" I chuckled.

"Will do. Nice seeing you again Kim!" He waved off walking to the other side of the club. My eyes frantically looked around for someone I knew in the bar. Grace, Julie, Kelsey, Milton, Eddie, Jerry were practically no where in sight.

"Well I guess I'm on my own." I muttered to myself walking to the back of the club, at the bar. I took a seat the farthest away from anyone.

"What would you like?" The bar attendant asked. I wasn't really a drinker, but this party was about 2 hours and I've got a good 1 hour and 55 minutes left, so might as well get wasted.

"I don't really drink, give me something random." I asked.

"Alright."

"Oh god." I muttered to myself. I put my head down, the heavy bass was giving me a headache.

"Here you go." The bar attendant said.

"Thanks." I smiled. I drank small sips.

"Not having a good time?" The bar attendant asked.

"Not really. I don't know the majority of people here." I sighed.

"Well you've got a good body, and excuse me but you're hot. Go dance, it'll help pass time." He smiled. I took another gulp of my drink.

"Thanks dude, you should really become a therapist. Not even being sarcastic!" I slurred a bit. That drink was strong, and I must've been looking pretty stupid getting wasted over one drink. I gave him a thumbs up and he just wiped the table.

I walked to the dance floor and found Grace grinding against some guy. I rolled my eyes, she was probably drunk. I really had nothing to loose, so I moved my hips to the beat. I wasn't really a dancer either, but hey! Whatever. I started to get the hang of it and started getting into it. Soon I figured I just looked like an idiot, so I walked back to the bar.

I took a seat examining the crowd. Loud music, hips grinding manically, the scent of alcohol filled my nostrils. I opened my mouth to order before hands were placed on my waist and soft lips on my neck. "Well you like a new one." He huskily whispered, his wavy locks tickling my chin.

"what?" I murmured quietly. His lips were sucking at my neck moving lower and lower. I pulled away from his to notice his facial features. Wavy brown locks, tall muscular frame, chocolate brown orbs, two moles on each side of cheeks. His face got close to mine so our noses were touching.

"At this place." He whispered. He smelled like vanilla and mint. I looked up at him, God was he beautiful.

"So I'm guessing you come here often." I replied. He didn't reply and got a napkin and asked for a pen. He then started scribbling his number on it. He shoved it in my shirt and smirked. Then reaching for my purse to get my phone. Easily he found it since I was using a clutch. He then started typing and smiling smugly to himself.

"You better expect a reply from me Kimberly." He smiled getting a drink, planting a kiss on my temple.

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