Jordan's eyes snapped open. The sun was just rising, and the light stung her vision. The doorbell was ringing repeatedly and nobody had gotten it, so Jordan went to the door in her night-clothes and opened it.

It was Ella. Well, Ella and Peter. Her hair was all out of sorts, and he was still clutching her like some kind of toddler.

"I guess you gave up on the hair?" said Jordan jokingly.

"Look," Ella sighed and tried pushing Peter away, "I can't exactly explain what's going on...but I don't know what your test is. Don't do anything extra. You might screw it up."

Jordan scoffed. She looked behind the Stone twins to see a group of people were dancing across the street in a non-rhythmic fashion.

"What the..." Jordan's voice trailed off as Peter's face filled her view.

He was glaring at her. "You're ruining everything, Jordan Hennessy."

"Jordan, please," Ella said.

"Stop with the nonsense."

Ella sighed. "Is this about the thing with dance class?"

Jordan shook her head. "You didn't care about that anyway."

"Good. Like I said, just live life. Don't do anything out of the ordinary unless it's absolutely necessary."

"What's got you so worked up? You used to be fun and playful but now-" Jordan was interrupted as Peter grabbed Ella by her hair and began pulling her away. She wanted to help her friend, but took Ella's "instructions" to heart and decided to leave her instead. She'd been bothered long enough.