Jordan's point of view

I loathed Vivian. If she was to be hit by a truck, I'd throw a party and laugh as drunk people peed on her grave. She irritated me to no end and it seems she thrived on that. It was like she was born to insult people who are like ten years younger than her and she enjoys it.

I stayed in my room, not daring to step back out into the living room in fear she'd snap at me again. Earlier she had told me I was a brat and should know my place in everyone's life, which is very hypocritical of her when she walks around as if she's queen of the world and can do no wrong.

I rolled my eyes at the memory and then grabbed my skateboard. I grabbed my phone and then called Timothy. He didn't answer. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and then looked at my phone as if I had the answers.

"He always answers my calls." I said to no one and then dialled his number again. It went straight to voice mail again. I shrugged and then ended the call.

I went to Michael's room and saw Christian on his bed watching television. "Chris? You want to go outside and ride skateboards? I can help you learn how to." I said and he looked at me.

"Maybe later, I'm really into this show. It's called 'Supernatural'. It's really good and the main guys are really hot." He said and I nodded. I closed the door and then sighed.

I went back to my room and set my board down. I grabbed my phone off of the bed and then bit my bottom lip. The guys had this little workout room and I was debating if I wanted to go in it or not.

I shrugged and then stripped down after I closed the door. I went to my closet and grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and a red sports bra. I put my hair in a pony tail and then opened my door up.

I went downstairs, ignoring Vivian's comment about my attire and then went to the workout room. I closed the door and pulled my phone out. Soon, The Pretty Reckless was blasting from my phone and I went up to the punching bag.

I grabbed the boxing gloves and put them on. Despite how big they were, I could still use them. I looked at the bag, imagined Vivian's face was on it, and then punched it. I continued doing so, each time hitting it harder and harder until my hands ached and my arms burned.

I looked at it and then sang along to the song that was now playing. I kicked the bag and I smiled at how it moved ever so slightly. I kept kicking the bag, working my legs out and practicing on strong, clean kicks. I kicked the bag until my legs were red and sore.

I wiped the sweat from under my bangs and then put the gloves away as I looked at myself. My knuckles and elbow was red and the whole bottom of my legs were red. I laughed and then groaned as I realized they would be a bitch tomorrow.

I walked away from the bag and then got down in push-up position. I began doing push-ups, slowly getting mad at myself for not doing this a lot more before. I also haven't been checking how I'm eating, I've just been eating anything and that's not good.

After I did fifty push-ups, I got on my back and began doing sit-ups. I was going to be sore tomorrow, I was positive of it, but I needed to do this. I've been slacking and that's not good. I have to do this weekly, plus my runs and skateboarding.

The door opened and I looked up. I saw Christian and he walked in as he closed the door. "What are you doing in here?" He asked me as he walked over, turning my music down some more. "You're working out?" He asked as I continued my sit-ups.

"I have to." I said and looked at him. "I don't want to end up getting fat. I don't have a fast metabolism so it kind of means I have to work out all of this food, if not, I'll end up heavy." I said as I stood up, my fifty sit-ups now completed.

"Whatever you say." He told me and I nodded. "Want to go outside and run around rather than use these machines?" He asked me and I nodded. I followed him out of the room and then he closed the door.

"I kind of want to go swimming too so um I'm gonna go get my bathing suit and you go get the sunscreen just in case she locks us out." I told him and he nodded. I went up to my room and then took my jeans off.

I pulled a pair of jean shorts on and then pulled my lip ring and eyebrow piercing off. I opened the window a bit because I knew she would end up locking us out and I hid it behind my curtains. I ran downstairs after grabbing two of my towels and then ignored the eye roll Vivian made when she saw me. I went outside and saw that Christian was already putting sun screen on.

"Hey, you know what Timothy is up too?" I asked as I placed my phone on the bench. Christian shook his head and I nodded as he handed me the sunscreen. "Turn around, let me get your back."

"Why do you ask?" He asked me and I told him he didn't pick up his phone. "He's probably out with his family, he always has his phone on mute when that happens. His parents, well mum, doesn't really like when he's on his phone during family time." He explained and I nodded as I rubbed the sun screen into his back.

"He never told me that," I said with a chuckle. "But that's good to know. I thought something was wrong because he always answers my calls, even if he has to wake up from a nap or something." I told him and he nodded as he walked away.

"Turn around so I can get your back too." He said and I did. I flinched as the cold lotion hit my body and he laughed. "It's cold, I know." He said and I nodded.

"The guys said they'll be home late tonight." I told him. "Maybe around two or three." I said and he sighed.

"Despite what's happening tomorrow?" He asked me and I nodded. "You know, about tomorrow, I really agree with Timothy. This is really dangerous and you need to be as careful as possible, probably even more."

"I'll be fine." I said and turned around after he told me he finished. I began putting it on myself and I continued speaking. "We'll have police officers there and Ashton there. No need to worry " I told him.

"I'm just saying J, you need to be careful. That guy is crazy." He said to me and I laughed. "He is. He's crazier than the mad hatter in Alice In Wonderland." He told me and I rolled my eyes at his reference.

"The mad hatter is actually really cool Chrissy, he's my favorite, other than the Cheshire cat." I informed him and he rolled his eyes. "I told you, I'll be fine Chrissy. I know he's a bit messed in the head but I got this."

"You better." He told me and I nodded as I set the bottle of sunscreen down. "Hold on, my phone." He said and then put it on the table. "On the count of three-"

"Three!"

We both ran to the pool and then jumped in, making a large splash. We swam up since the pool was quite deep and then gasped as I opened my eyes above the water. "If that's how you count to three, you need to go back to year one." He told me and I laughed.

"That would take too long." I told him as he laughed and nodded. He splashed me and I gasped. He swam away immediately and I swam after him.

I grabbed his ankle and yanked him back towards me. He laughed loudly and I wrapped my arms around him. "Hold your breath." I said as I pushed us underwater.

He pushed me away and I swam back up. I gasped as I resurfaced and we both laughed. "Good thing you warned me." He said and I nodded. I swam to the edge and used it to keep me up and in one spot.

"I'm hungry." He said and I rolled my eyes. We just got out here. "Good thing I brought out some chips and some candy." He said as he got out of the pool. I laughed and he grabbed a bag of chips.

"Chrissy, please pull your pants up. I don't want to see your booty." I said and splashed in the way he was, even if it didn't hit him. He laughed himself and then pulled his pants up before walking over and setting the chips beside me.

He took a seat on the edge and I looked at him. "She locked us out." He told me and I shrugged. "How are we going to get back inside?" He asked me and I laughed.

"Who said we were going to go back in there through that door?" I asked him as I took a chip. "There's a tree by my open window." I told him and he rose an eyebrow at me

"I knew this would happen, so before I left, I opened my window." I explained and he nodded. "Now, would you mind hooking my phone up into the stereo and playing some music off of my playlist?" I asked.

"Yeah, let me dry my hands and I'll do it." He told me and I nodded. He stood up and went to dry his hands. He grabbed my phone and then hooked it up to the stereo.

The song 'Sugar, We're Going Down' by Fall Out Boy played and Chistian jumped into the pool once he finished. I turned the chips so no water got into the bag and then Christian grabbed me. He pulled me out to the middle of the pool and told me to sing with him since this was his favorite Fall Out Boy song.

"I'm just a notch in your bed post but you're just a line in a song," We sang off key and splashed around. We sang along to the chorus and danced in the water, splashing and swaying.

"Wishing to be the friction in your jeans." I sang and he laughed. He told me Taylor's flirty-ness rubbed off on me and I shrugged. We continued singing the song and I swam backwards, pretending to play the epic basslines in the song.

My back hit the edge of the pool and I hissed in pain. Chris laughed and I just flipped him off. A new song began to play and I hummed along to the song 'Alive' by Krewella played. Chris looked confused and I laughed as I swam to him.

I grabbed his hand and spun him around as I sang along to the song. He smiled and hummed along to the chorus as he moved his hair out of his face. He chuckled as I copied him and then I let go of his hand as I danced around in the water. He slowly joined in and I laughed.

I didn't even when notice that my phone was going off with the song 'Boomerang' by The Summer Set