Through Thick and Thin

Alex Crawford moves in with her cousin Kim Crawford. They look a lot alike, because their dad's are twins. What happens when she see the gang after another summer, and meets someone new? What happens when someone figures out her passion? Read to find out...


7. Filafel With A Side Of Arguments

"Ready?" Jack says when I walk out of the bathroom.

"Yup," I say. I walk next to Jack, and he puts an arm around my shoulders, and I instinctively put an arm around his waist.

"Did any of you see the awesome move I pulled on Jack?" I ask Milton, Jerry and Kim. All of them shake their heads. Jack launches into the story about our spar, and Kim doesn't look very happy. "Kim? Can I talk to you?" She gets up and we walk out.

"What?" she snaps.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

"Do I look okay?" she asks.

"Uhh, no," I say, "Why are you so mad?"

"You never told me! We tell each other everything, and you didn't tell me this!" she starts to yell.

"I didn't tell you because I wasn't suppose to! I didn't tell my parents, because they wouldn't let me take karate! I though you might tell your mom, and your mom would tell mine, and my parents would pull me out and ground me for life! That's why!" I yell at her.

"I... I didn't know," she stutters.

"Now you do," I mutter and stomp off toward the beach. I find a secluded place where no one will find me, and I let out a scream. I sit down and throw rocks into the water for a while until I hear someone walk up.

"Kim's worried about you," Jack says.

"I don't care, she judged me without even knowing the whole story," I say.

"Kim told me what you told her, why wouldn't your parents let you do karate?" he says. He sits down next to me.

"They didn't think it was lady like, they wanted me to do gymnastics, which I did," I say.

"How did you do both without them finding out?" he asks.

"I told them that I was taking dance classes, they never went to any competitions or anything, so I figured they wouldn't ask about recitals. It has worked for six years so far," I say.

"Do you dance at all?" he asks.

"Not really, a little bit, but not as much as Jerry though," I say.

"Are you all calmed down now?" he asks me.

"I guess so, I've been here for like three hours," I say.

He gets up and says, "Then let's get you back." He holds out a hand to help me up, and I take it. Once I'm up and running, he intertwines our fingers and we hold hands as we walk back to the mall.

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