You Belong with Me-A Jack and Kim story(Kickin it)

Chapter 1

Kim's P.O.V-All postings unless otherwise stated will be from her point of view

Rewritten

Katy Perry's voice rang out through my bedroom, startling me. I stumbled out of my bed halfheartedly and silenced her cherry voice. The blinking lights cheerily reminded me it was only 6am. I glared at them and switched on the light to begin dressing. Once I was moving, I didn't mind so much, it was just taht initial shock. I fished around in my drawer and pulled out a light pink singlet. Pulling on my black shorts and scuffed running shoes,  I descended the stairs quietly as I wrestled my matted blonde mane into a ponytail. I quickly made some porridge, stopping the microwave just before it hit zero, which I scoffed down.

My bowl made a loud clatter as I dumped it into the sink, causing me to wince. When no angry call came from upstairs, I exited the house, hoping I hadn't woken my family. Shutting the door behind me I inhaled the chilly air and smiled. This is what I woke early each morning  for. The sky was stained pink, with messy purple ribbons dancing across a sky fill of promise, slightly hidden by the masses of white clumps. I forced myself to walk at the beginning, to warm  up, which was hard as there was quite a shocking chill to the air. As I neared the edge of the street, I began to run. My tired muscles immediately screamed in protest, the effects of yesterday's training still lingering. My breath began to come out in pants, and I cursed myself for not drinking any water before I began.

A bead of sweat trickled down my face as I turned into a park and began to jog through the grass, glad to rid my feet of the concrete for awhile. I brought my wrist up to my face to check my watch as I slowed down. A bead of sweat plopped into my eye and I groaned in pain, bringing my singlet up to wipe the offending droplet. Blinking my eye several times, I paused to survey my surroundings. I often came this way when I was running, although my stinging eye made everything hard to see.

It was almost seven so I should probably be getting back for school, but I'm reluctant to leave. I walked over to a clump of rose bushes, remembering how Jack had picked one for me that summer afternoon I brought him out here with me. He was kidding around, saying "your highness" and offering to fetch a glass of water. It had been after karate training and I was angry at him for commenting on how pretty this girl was.  Of course with his easy going smile and kindhearted nature, I couldn't really stay mad at him. So we went back to being just friends.

With a sigh I forced my feet to pick up the pace again as I jogged back towards the road. I had overstayed as it was.  It is just so quiet and peaceful which makes it easy to get lost in your thoughts. That is why I preferred to run at this time, though I certainly didn't like getting up. After school I have homework and karate practice. The days are getting better now which means less of  mum locking me in the house incase I get sick from running in the rain. Not that I like getting cold anyway. On those days I sometimes join Jack at the dojo, or get started on my homework. I can never go back to bed. I feel like I waste the morning.

I flicked open the mailbox and collected the morning paper before rushing through the front door as it was already quarter to eight.  If I wanted to be ready to walk to school in half an hour I needed to get a move on. "Kim will you stop running in the house" My mother screeched as I flung the paper on the table. Slowing to a power walk I kept it up only long enough to leave the kitchen before bolting up the stairs and into the shower.

Staying in just long enough to rinse off the suds, I wrapped my towel around my slim frame as I blowdried my hair, then dressed hurriedly in a white sweatshirt that left one shoulder bare. Underneath was a black singlet . I also wore a black floaty skirt and white canvas shoes. I felt like being a little dressy today so I applied a little mascara and strawberry lip gloss. My hair was so wet so I left it down. Grabbing my bag, I threw in my books and a pair of shorts for training this afternoon. Then I ran down the stairs, pausing at the bottom to pretend I was walking the whole time, and waltzed into the kitchen to grab a banana for breakfast.

 "Yo, Amber, wait up girl" I called out, walking out the door and spying my friend. I don't see enough of her as I usually hang out with the guys, so I know she must think of me as a terrible friend.

"Hey" Amber greeted me with a warm smile, crossing the road so she could walk beside me. "How was your run?" she asked conversationally.

"Great, I took it easy today, just enjoying being out. You should come with me sometime, you will realise what you are missing" I hinted, peeling my banana.

Amber wrinkled her nose "No thanks, I could never get up that early. You are just a machine Kim" 

I laughed. "Well this machine needs to learn to shower faster, I may smell nice but I am going to be hungry for the rest of the day" I sighed regretfully, chucking my banana skin into a nearby rubbish bin.