Author's Note: Hey cupcakes! I'm back! And guess who started back school? ME THAT'S WHO! UGH! It's been such a drag! My classmates are annoying, I have alot of homework, and my c key on my computer gets stuck every now and then! :O Grrrr... School keeping me away from typing my story... Anywhooo, here is your well deserved chapter 9. Oh, you guys saw I changed the title and description of the story... So... Explaining time!
Yes, Jordan is still the main protagonist but I didn't want the story to be just centered on him. I wanted to focus on not just Jordan, but his friends, family... ya' know. I thought it would've been a pretty good idea to write about the other characters emotions as well. So, the story will be set up into parts, each of them will be focused on a certain character. Maybe even two characters at once! ( hint, hint ) Parts focusing on a character may appear more than once!
So... It's not just Jordan's point of view! Yaaaay!
Conscience:The other characters deserve attention too, Naomi ( which is me, btw ) Get a life, gurl!
Me: SHH! You're frightening the readers, dang it!
Proceed readers!
Weeks had passed. For Jordan, it felt like months... years... centuries.
Jordan felt like he was on house arrest. Every 5 minutes Charlotte would come to check on him, asking if he needed anything or if he was hungry.
If Jordan said he wasn't hungry, she'd give him some Mac n Cheese anyway.
Not to mention Charlotte had to feed him. Jordan's arm would do a violent jerk every time he took the spoon into his hands.
Charlotte wasn't very good at feeding him. She would warm the food too hot, allow it to slip off the spoon, or shove too much into Jordan's mouth.
Honestly, he was glad it was his sister looking out for him. His dad left for work almost everyday. When he was at home, he'd stayed downstairs and watch Food Network all day.
The only thing good that happened to Jordan was that he didn't have to be stuck in that wheelchair when he wanted to go around the house.
Jordan's legs were only able to take two steps at a time. If he'd try to walk too fast, he'd fall down.
Damon, Stevie and Elijah would call very often and sometimes even came over to his house to check up on him.
So, basically, his sister was bad at feeding, his dad didn't care about him, and his friends... were friends.
Jordan thought that was more than enough that he had to endure for the next few weeks.
Jordan woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. Usually, it was Charlotte that answered it but it seems that it had been ringing for quite a while now.
Jordan sat up and stretched. He slipped his slippers on, stood up and walked to the door, grabbing his cap from his door as he passed it.
Jordan groggily walked down the stairs and picked the phone up from the receiver.
" Hel-lo? " he said, stiffening a yawn. Damon was heard from the phone.
Jordan? Is that you?
" Nah, it's the pizza man that you owe money to... "
It is you! What, you got the phone in your room?
" No, why? "
Because it's usually Charlotte who answers since you came home. Does that mean... you're able to walk by yourself? "
Jordan widened his eyes and looked down. He was walking by himself.
" Dude... I'm walking! "
Huh?
" I'm walking! On my own! And not only that, I'm holding the phone without having those crazy spasms! Damon, I think I'm all better! "
Seriously? That's great! But maybe I should bring Stevie over to confirm that. He knows a lot about medical stuff
" No, you don't have to do that- "
Nuh-uh! I know what you're thinking: What if I'm not really better? I can't go outside! I'll have to stay in my room! I-
Jordan frowned. He was really letting him have it. Jordan tuned Damon out for a little while before deciding to listen to his big mouth.
- so you're just gonna have to deal with it, ok? We'll be over in a minute or so.
Jordan sighed " Yeah, see ya. " With that, Jordan put the phone on the receiver.
He looked over his shoulder when he heard a gasp and something clatter on the floor.
Charlotte stared at him with wide eyes, a puddle of Mac n Cheese in front of her.
Jordan eyed the fallen Mac n Cheese and cringed " I hope you're not planning on feeding me that. "
" Jordan, you're walking! On your own! " she cried.
" Actually, I'm not. There's this shadow puppet that's controlling me and I really can't feel my legs at all! " he said, flailing his body around to make it look like he was possessed.
" WHAT?! NOOO! I DON'T LIKE PUPPETS! " Charlotte's eyes teared up and threatened to spill.
Jordan widened his eyes " No, no, no, don't cry! Look, I was joking! I'm fine. "
Charlotte's lips curled up in a smile. " So, you're not being controlled by an evil puppet? " she said, wiping away her tears.
" Nah. Look, my friends are coming over in a few. Is...dad home? " he asked.
" Nope. He left. "
" What? But he's off today! I heard him talking to his boss about giving him 2 weeks off! "
" Well, I guess he went anyway! He said he couldn't miss work, no matter what. "
No matter what.
Jordan's eyes narrowed before he shook his head, not wanting to get upset.
" What's wrong with you, Jordan? Are you feeling sick? Do you need anything? " Charlotte asked, looking at her brother's changed expression.
Jordan shook his head and headed upstairs " Nothing. Tell me when they get here, ok? " he said.
Charlotte stared after him. She didn't understand. How come every time she mentioned their father, Jordan would get upset? What was it? Did he hate him or something?
Charlotte sighed and went into the living room. She hopped onto the couch and switched on the TV, voicing her thoughts and opinions on the following channels.
" Sesame Street, yucky... Dora The Explorer, yucky... Sofia The First , yucky... Ooh! Big Bang Theory! " (1)
Charlotte grinned and put the remote down. She really wasn't supposed to be watching this... but who cares? This show was hilarious!
Damon pedaled down the street towards Elijah's house, his incredibly large afro sticking to his head because of the sweat beading on his forehead.
Despite this, he was overjoyed by the fact that his friend was feeling better.
That is, if Jordan isn't rushing himself to get better... The guy would do that anyway...
Damon was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts as a blaring sound cut through his eardrums.
Damon skidded his bike to a stop as a car suddenly appeared in front of him.
A man got out of the car, shook his fist and yelled " YOU CRAZY KID, WATCH WHERE YA' GOIN'! " he yelled.
Damon bowed his head and cringed " I am so sorry, sir! D-did I dent your car-? "
" NEXT TIME I WON'T PUT ON MY BRAKES! " The man yelled as he angrily climbed back into his car, slamming the door.
" Yes, sir! I-I'll remember that! " Damon stuttered, shakily getting back on his bike.
" CRAZY HOOLIGAN! " The man yelled one last time before driving off, spraying dust all over Damon in the process.
Damon coughed once and let out a shaky breath " You got lucky, Damon... " he whispered to himself as he took off down the street.
Stevie narrowed his eyes in concentration " Easy... There you go... Precision is all it takes... To make something perfect... "
He carefully lowered the card, sweat beading on his forehead. Just an inch more... and he'll make the tallest house of cards anyone has ever seen.
A centimeter more...
" YO! STEVE! "
Stevie jumped in shock, lost his footing and tumbled forward, smashing down on his once 2 feet house of cards ( now a crumbled mess ).
Justin (2), Stevie's loud polar opposite older brother by 4 years, walked into the living room with the phone in his hands.
Stevie glared, picked himself off the ground and dusted himself off " You could've called me in a more civil way! Look at this mess! Now I gotta- "
Justin nonchalantly waved his hand and shoved the phone in Stevie's chest " Quit your whining. One of your dorky friends is calling you. " Justin turned and walked out the living room " You're cleaning that up, by the way! " he yelled over his shoulder.
Stevie rolled his eyes and put the phone up to his ear " Hello? "
Hey, Stevie! Damon here
" Hey. What's up? "
I just called Jordan to check up on him and I was expecting his little sister to answer the phone, right? And then I hear Jordan's voice! Turns out he didn't have the phone in his room and Charlotte didn't even bring it to him.
" So what you're trying to tell me is that Jordan's feeling 100% better? "
Yeah! At least that's what he said.
" Oh, that's good! So... why're you calling me? "
Don't you think we should make sure Jordan's actually better? You know how he likes to rush stuff.
" I see your point but why are you calling me? "
Stevie! You're the one who knows the most about this medical stuff! You'd know if he's better or not.
Stevie sighed " Alright. When should I come over? "
You go on to Jordan's house. I'll go and get Elijah. We'll meet you there.
" Right. See you there. "
Bye.
" Bye. "
Stevie ran his fingers through his hair and groaned " Oh my gosh, it's a Saturday... I shouldn't be going out like this... " he moaned. He grabbed his coat from the rack and called out " Justin! I'm going out! "
Justin immediately ran down the stairs " WITH WHO?! How come you get a date before me?! THAT IS TOTALLY NOT POSSIBLE! " he yelled, grabbing chunks of his hair.
Stevie rolled his eyes and opened the front door " I'm not going out on a date. I'm just going over to a friend's house. "
Justin breathed out in relief " Whew! That's a relief! I'd literally kill myself if a nerd like you got a date before me, an awesome, totally handsome basketball player " He smirked and flexed his muscles.
Stevie narrowed his eyes and walked out the door. Justin stared after him and turned his gaze to the living room, his eyes widening at the huge pile of cards scattered all over the floor.
" Hey! I told you to clean this mess up! "
Elijah sprawled over the couch, staring in fierce concentration at the TV, his thumbs moving at a fast pace at the video game controller. He narrowed his eyes in concentration as he shot his pursuers.
He jumped when he heard a loud knock on his door. Elijah groaned when he saw " Game Over " stretched across the screen. The knock was heard again, this time only louder.
" I'M COMING, DANG IT! " Elijah yelled as he got up from the couch and walked to the door. He was greeted by a sweaty, dirty, panting Damon.
" Dude! What happened to you? You look terrible. " Elijah looked at him up and down.
Damon wiped his forehead with his sleeve " Yeah, thanks. Look, I need- "
" Seriously, though , you need to take a shower cause' you stink! " Elijah scrunched his nose up in disgust.
" Ok, thank you for the advice but- "
" Your fro isn't helping out either. It's, like , sticking to your head! "
" Elijah! I nearly got hit by a car! "
" Ooh, you should watch out next time. I don't want any more of my friends going to the hospital with their head busted open. " Elijah leaned on the doorpost, smirking " Now! Whaddya' want? "
" Ok, I just tried to call Jordan and I was expecting his little sister- "
" Yeah, yeah, you were expecting his little sister to answer and instead, Jordan answered. Now what do you want? " Elijah looked down at an imaginary watch on his wrist.
Damon stared at him, his mouth opened wide " H-how did you know that? "
" Damon, my brother... It's not just Stevie who's the brains of this crew. " Elijah replied.
Damon rolled his eyes and smiled " Yeah, guess so. Anyway, Stevie's on his way to Jordan's. I told them we'd meet them there. "
Elijah widened his eyes before scowling " Hey, why did you say I was coming? I got a high score to beat on Zombie Slayer 3! Which what I was about to do until you came over knocking on my door with your stinky self! "
Damon pinched the bridge of his nose " Look. Zombie Slayer 3 can wait. Right now, we gotta check up on our friend. " he said, staring at Elijah with serious eyes.
Elijah ran a hand over his face " Zombie's can't wait! You wouldn't be saying that if there was a zombie apocalypse happening right now as we speak! "
"Elijah. "
Elijah groaned and folded his arms across his chest " Fine. But only because there's not a real zombie apocalypse! " he said, pointing a finger at Damon.
Damon smirked " Great. Get your skateboard. Stevie's probably there already. " Damon mounted his bike.
Elijah snapped his helmet to his head and mounted his skateboard " Yeah, yeah. " With that, he pushed off the ground and rode down the street, Damon pedaling close behind.
Ding Dong!
Charlotte jumped off the couch and ran to the door " I'm coming, I'm coming! " Charlotte reached up and opened the door.
Stevie, holding a first aid kit in one hand , looked down at her " Hello, small child. I'm here for Jordan, as you can see here " ,he lifted the first aid kit, " May I come in? "
Charlotte nodded and stepped aside to allow Stevie to walk in. Stevie turned his head to the TV and raised an eyebrow " Are you sure this is an appropriate show for children your age, small child? "
Charlotte grinned and nodded her head, jumping back on the couch " Yep! It's funny! And I don't even half of what they're saying! Wanna watch it with me? There's extra room on the couch! " she said in a singsong voice.
Stevie stared at the TV " I'll pass. And I wouldn't want to find out if I were you, small child. It could ruin your cute little innocence... Anyway, where's Jordan? "
" He's upstairs in his room. " Charlotte replied, not taking her eyes off the TV.
Stevie's lips curled up in a slight smile " Thanks, small child! "
As he went up the stairs, he noticed pictures hanging on the walls. He stopped at one and stared at it. It showed a smiling young Jordan with his father and... mother.
Stevie stared at the woman who had Jordan in her arms. She was very pretty like Jordan said. Stevie turned his gaze to his father. He looked so happy, so happy it was as if it weren't the same person.
Stevie sighed. It was a shame that what once was a happy family was now a broken one. He turned away from the picture and headed up the stairs.
Stevie went to Jordan's door and knocked " Jordan? It's Stevie. "
The door opened immediately. Jordan smiled when he saw his friend " Hey! I guess you don't have to use all that first aid stuff cause' I'm standing right in front of you, perfectly fine! " he said, leaning on the doorpost.
Stevie smirked " Nice try but I still want to confirm that. If you don't mind. "
Jordan frowned " You don't know how much I mind but fine. Go ahead. Tend to my wounds, do whatever you want. " he said.
Stevie nodded and walked inside his room, setting the first aid kit down on the bed. He turned to Jordan " Are you feeling any pain? Any headaches? "
Jordan propped his head on his hand and shook it " Nope. Nothing. " he said.
" Do you feel dizzy when you stand? "
" Nuh-uh. "
Stevie nodded and took out a stethoscope. He turned to Jordan " You were once a small child too, Jordan. "
Jordan looked up and raised an eyebrow " Excuse me? "
" You looked very happy. Your father did too. Before your mother died... " Stevie stared at Jordan with sympathy in his eyes.
Jordan looked down and sighed " Yeah... We were... quite the happy family... " His face turned into a scowl " But all that changed when my mom died and my dad turned into some self-centered jerk... " Jordan folded his arms over his chest.
Stevie cringed internally at Jordan's words. This was worse than he thought.
Stevie opened his mouth to say something when the doorbell rang. Jordan looked up " Must be Damon and Elijah. " Jordan stood up from the bed and stretched " So, looks like I'm perfectly fine! No need to stay in bed all day! "
Stevie smiled slightly " Yeah, guess I don't need this... " he tossed the stethoscope back into the first aid kit " I believe you're good to go. Do you think small child let them in yet? "
Jordan looked over his shoulder, confusion in his eyes " Why do you always refer to Charlotte as " small child "? " he asked.
Stevie shrugged " She's a small child... "
Jordan turned and headed down the stairs " Stevie, you're weird. " he said.
" Oh, yeah... " Stevie muttered in agreement and followed his companion down the stairs.
Jordan peeked into the living room and saw Charlotte pressing the side of her head on the door.
Charlotte looked over her shoulder and stared at Jordan " Jordan! These two boys are saying they're your friends! I don't believe them one bit! " She narrowed her eyes at him " They want to speak to you... "
Jordan rolled his eyes with a playful smirk on his face and walked to the door, peeking through the peephole " Identify yourselves! " he said.
Jordan! Let us in, ya' big, lousy-
Elijah! Jordan, let us in! We came to check on you.
He must not need to be checked out if he has the energy to be a troll!
Jordan pinched the bridge of his nose to keep from laughing. It was true he was being a troll right now.
How come Charlotte let Mr. Nerd in?!
Charlotte took hold of Stevie's hand and stared dreamily up at him " He calls me small child... " she swooned. Stevie widened his eyes, not believing the fact that he had won the affection of a 5 year old.
Jordan cringed at the scene before turning back to the door " What's my favorite band? Answer it correctly and I shall allow you to come in. "
Is this some kind of a joke?
" Answer the question! "
Fine! It's AC/DC... obviously...
" You're free to come in! " Jordan unlocked the door and opened it, being greeted by a scowling Elijah.
" You wake up from a coma and you're an even bigger troll. I mean, who does that? " He said. Jordan smiled and shrugged " Guess that's how my body works. " he turned his gaze to Damon " What happened to you? You look like a wet cat... " he said, cringing.
Damon sighed " It seems that the whole world is going against my awesome looks... ". Elijah widened his eyes at him " It pains me to know you even thought you had them... "
Damon glared at him. Elijah shrugged " Just voicing my pain... "
Jordan smiled at them and looked at his watch " You guys wanna... I dunno, hang out? " he asked.
Elijah smirked and pumped up his fist " I'm totally in! "
" What about your dad? Wouldn't he be worried if he didn't know where you were? " Damon asked.
Jordan laughed a little " You kidding me? My dad probably wouldn't even notice I was gone. Besides, Charlotte would be here to tell. Isn't that right, Charlotte? " Jordan looked over his shoulder at Charlotte.
Charlotte frowned " Awww! I wanna come too! I bet Stevie wants me to come! " Charlotte smiled up at Stevie, who widened his eyes in shock.
Elijah snorted and covered his mouth while Damon raised his brow. Jordan looked at Stevie and whispered " Try to put it nicely so you won't break her heart... "
Stevie nodded slightly and rubbed the back of his neck " Now, small child... We... big children... like to go to big places that are not suitable for a small child like you... That is why... you can't come with us... " he said.
Charlotte's eyes welled up " So... you don't w-want me to come? "
Stevie widened his eyes in panic " No, no, that's not entirely what I meant! You see- I just- " He looked at Jordan and whispered " Help me out here Jordan... " Jordan raised his brow " Me? What do you want me to do? "
" You're her brother! Do something to make her think I don't hate her! " Stevie said.
Jordan rolled his eyes and sighed. He kneeled down and looked at Charlotte " Charlotte... Stevie doesn't want you to come... because he cares too much about you and doesn't want you to get hurt. " he said.
Charlotte's eyes brightened as she looked up at Stevie, who was glaring at Jordan " Aw! In that case, I'll be waiting for you right here! Don't be long! " With that, Charlotte skipped away, humming to herself.
Elijah smirked at Stevie " Don't get to excited, Stevie! She's only a kid! " Stevie pushed him away and folded his arms over his chest " You're disgusting. " he muttered.
Jordan took out his phone and dialed a number. Soon, the phone clicked with an answer.
Hello?
" Hey Leona. "
Oh, hey Jordan! What's up?
" Can you do me a big favor- "
Of course I'll watch Charlotte while you're gone!
" Oh, cool! "
I'll be over in about 10 minutes.
" Kay'. Thanks "
No problem!
" Yeah, see ya' "
With that, he hung the phone up and put it in his pocket. Elijah was staring at him with narrowed eyes. Jordan stared back at him " What? "
" Seriously though, I wanna meet this... Leona. Can we wait for 10 minutes? I wanna see how hot she is! "
Damon ran a hand over his face " I said it before, I shall say it again: You're never gonna get a girlfriend... "
Elijah glared at him " Hater... " He stomped out the door with his hands stuffed in his pockets.
Damon shrugged his shoulders and followed him out the door. Stevie turned to Jordan " You're sure you're up for traveling? " he said. Jordan put a hand on his shoulder " Stevie... I'm sure. Ok? Calm yourself down. " he smiled and walked out the door.
Stevie sighed and followed his friends out the door.
" So, what plans do you have? "
" Dunno... "
Elijah groaned " How do you not know what you wanna do?! YOU'RE the one who wanted to hang out! "
Jordan shrugged " Look, I just wanted to get outta that house. I've been locked up in there for weeks. Months maybe. "
The 4 boys walked through the streets of San Francisco, lost in thought. Elijah's eyes perked when he saw a teenage girl texting on her phone.
Elijah smirked and nudged Jordan " Watch and learn... " he said.
With that, he smugly walked over to the girl.
" Elijah, what are you doing? Get back here! " Damon whispered-yelled.
Elijah leaned on the wall next to the girl " Hey. What's up? "
The girl stared at him, raising an eyebrow.
" Nice phone. I got one myself. But I kinda broke it while getting in a street fight. "
The girl kept staring at him before asking " How old are you? "
" Uh...12... " Elijah nervously replied.
" I'm 17. " The girl said.
Elijah widened his eyes before laughing nervously " Oh! I-I-I thought you were...14... You know... You..."
The girl narrowed her eyes.
Elijah narrowed his eyes back at her " Look, you can't be THAT short if you're 17! You gotta warn some poor 12 year old guy who tries to flirt with you! You need to put up a sign that says " I'm 17! Don't flirt with me if you're 12! " LADY! "
The girl scoffed before bringing her palm across Elijah's cheek.
Damon, Jordan and Stevie cringed at the sight.
The girl whipped her hair over her shoulder and walked away " Get some manners, little boy! " She said over her shoulder.
Elijah hung his head as his shoulders started to shake. Jordan, Damon and Stevie walked over to him and looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.
Stevie put a hand on his shaking shoulder " Don't feel too bad, Elijah... There's always next time. " he said.
Elijah's shoulders shook harder as he made some kind of wheezing sound. Jordan raised an eyebrow. Was he really taking a failed flirt attempt so seriously?
It didn't take long for the boys to realize Elijah wasn't having a fit... He was laughing.
" Hahahaha! Achievement unlocked! " Elijah pumped up a fist.
" What achievement? You just got slapped by a 17 year old girl! " Jordan said.
" Exactly! That's one step closer to finding my perfect girl! Now I just need to find a girl who'll pepper spray me next! " Elijah smiled and ran off.
Damon shook his head " Sometimes I worry about him... Should we be concerned about this? "
Jordan shook his head " Nah... It's Elijah. It's in his blood to act stupid. "
Damon nodded " Yeah... We'd better catch him before he gets into even more trouble. "
Stevie nodded "Right you are..." With that, he ran off after Elijah, Damon and Jordan following close behind.
( Note: This takes place inside Jordan's head before the events above took place. )
Joy sat on the couch, kicking his legs, lost in deep thought. It had been exactly 4 weeks since he and the others had found a way to wake Jordan up.
Joy didn't know exactly how he figured that the memory of their mother would awaken Jordan... It just made sense to him.
He was supposed to be on Dream Duty but it seems that Dream Productions didn't have any plans. They were probably celebrating Jordan's awakening instead.
Joy sighed and took his cap off his head, staring at it. Why was he still feeling down? Jordan was awake. Everything was fine. So how come he still felt...sad?
" Boring night, huh? "
Joy looked over his shoulder and saw Anger standing by the stairs. Joy let out a small laugh and shrugged "Eh, can't blame em' really... " he said " It's a huge relief, ya' know... " Joy looked down at the cap again.
Anger sighed and walked over to Joy, sitting down on the couch next to him. Joy looked over at Anger in confusion. Anger never sat by any of his co-workers on his own accord. Joy stared at the cap once again. The cap was pretty interesting if you took the time to stare at it.
Anger gently clapped both hands together " Joy... I... wanna apologize... for the way I acted towards you-"
Joy stood up from his seat in shock " No, no! I totally deserved it! Like, totally! I don't blame you for a second cause' it was all my fault we were in that mess-"
" Shut up, Joy! " Anger suddenly snapped.
Joy flinched and closed his mouth.
Anger clenched his hands into fist " Would'ja just stop it with the " It's all my fault " thing?! It's not just you're fault! I see that now... " he said.
" Bu-But it is my-"
" THERE YOU GO AGAIN! Putting yourself down! Listen, you may have caused Jordan to go to that place but we-I- should've tried harder to... I dunno, help you trying to help Jordan... "
Joy stared at him.
Anger growled and folded his arms " Look, I dunno what I'm sayin'! I've never tried to comfort anyone before! Gimme' a break! "
Joy smiled. He couldn't really believe Anger said that. But he did...
Joy laughed a little and nudged Anger " You're okay, Anger... You're okay... "
Anger looked up at Joy and smiled " Yeah... You too... " he whispered.
Suddenly, Headquarters lit up with light. Jordan must be awake.
" Jordan's awake... " Joy looked over at the monitor as he saw it brightening.
Soon, the rest of the Emotions came down the stairs. Disgust rubbed his eyes and stretched " Morning... " he said.
Joy nodded and smiled " Hey... Morning... "
Fear stared at the monitor " Soooo... What are we gonna do today? " he asked.
Joy looked over his shoulder and stared at the monitor. He narrowed his eyes in determination " I know what we're gonna do today (3). Emotions! Huddle up! " he said.
The five emotions huddled up in a circle with their arms around each other.
" Okay, we all know Jordan woke up from his coma 4 weeks ago, right? "
The Emotions nodded.
" Jordan needs all the help he can get... We have to make sure we're there for him- together. " Joy said.
The Emotions nodded and smiled at each other.
Joy pumped a fist in the air " We're gonna make sure Jordan will have the best life he's ever had! "
Sadness tilted his head " It's the... only life he's ever had... "
Joy shrugged " Pssh, you know what I mean. "
Sadness smiled lightly " Yeah, I do... "
Joy put out his hand. Sadness put his hand on top of it. Disgust put his hand on top of Sadness', Anger put his hand on Disgust's and Fear put his hand on Anger's.
" For Jordan. "
" For Jordan! "
Wow, what a nice way to end a chapter ;D
Again, I sincerely, genuinely, apologize for the long wait, I am so sorry... Blame school...
Ok, explaining times!
(1)- I couldn't help it! It happened to me before XD I thought it'd be funny, don't judge!
(2)- Yep! Stevie has an older brother! I thought it'd be nice if Stevie had a loud, obnoxious older brother while he was the smart, quiet, calm little brother.
(3)- Phineas and Ferb reference :D Hehehehe!
Alrighty, so now that you cupcakes know I'm in school, please don't expect the next chapter in Jordan's saga to come quickly :)
Oh, do you guys like the new title? If you don't, I'll be willing to change it. Just leave me a review to let me know how you think. Plus, if you guys like the title, there will be Jordan-related chapters the most, since he was the one who I made the story for, really.
Have a nice day, sorry again for the long wait!
See ya' next chapter!
