Kickin it With Love| Jack Brewer|

~Indiana Eddie~

I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.

~Arabella's POV~

"Last day of school. Whoo! Until summer school. Woo." Jerry whooped, happily then sadly, as he jogged up to us who were conversing in front of Jack's locker. I looked over at him, with a look of disbelief.

"I've gotta find a way to get my Venus Flytrap home for the summer." Milton said to us.

"It's just a plant, dude. Take it home." Jerry said.

"I've been growing it hydroponically
with a synthetic photosynthesis light since the first day of school." Milton informed us, "And it's pretty huge."

"It's not even eating flies anymore. It's eating meatballs." Jack added, "And Belle made them."

I giggled at Jack, leaning onto him, wrapping my arms round his waist, "I was told that I make killer meatballs." Jack looked at me with a smile, I felt his arm around my shoulders, "Yeah, you can make killer meatballs." As Jack kissed my forehead.

"Right. A plant that eats meatballs." Jerry scoffed. He then open Milton's locker. And he was greeted by the plant belches and meatballs pieces, "Yep, that's definitely a meatball and delicious."

"See, told you."

"Hey, did you guys get your end-of-the-year career evaluations from the guidance counselor?" Kim asked as she approached us.

"Yes, I did, and they're a joke." Milton replied, "Mine says I'm best suited to be a farmer. I'm allergic to cows, terrified of hay, and seriously... Do these shoulders look like they can hold up overalls?"

"I didn't even pick mine up. No one believes a word those things say." Jack scoffed. "Mine, was that I've be a super model. A model, please, my body doesn't not need to be perfect for it. I'm good." I scoffed at the ridiculous evaluation. Jack looked at me with smirk, "I think you will make a good model." I looked at my boyfriend with a look of disbelief, "Hmm-mm, you are just saying that because you like the bathing suits, I wear when we go to the beach so you can stare at me." I rolled my eyes at him. "What." Jack said in a high pitched tone, "No, I don't." I look at him with an appalled expression. Eddie came running up to us with his evaluation in hand.

"I just got my career evaluation. I believe every word that this thing says." Eddie exclaimed.

"Well, I would have to guess that proves your point wrong." I told Jack.

"Really?" Kim asked.

"Yep. You're looking at a new Eddie. I'm gonna be an archaeologist, baby." Eddie beamed, "I'll be discovering lost cities, traveling the high seas, navigating the globe. And now... to Spanish class!" Eddie rushed off to Spanish class up the stairs, because he was going the wrong way.

"Uh, Eddie, your Spanish class is that way." Jack pointed down the hall.

"I knew that." Eddie assured, walking down the hall.

♪ Don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball, run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much, I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you. ♪

♪ Here we go, let's start the party, chop it up like it's karate. ♪

♪ everybody, don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball, run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you. ♪

"Hey, you know what... I have the hat and bullwhip from the Bobby Wasabi classic... 'The stink of the sphinx'. You can totally have it." Rudy offered to Eddie as me and the gang entered the dojo and see Rudy and Eddie.