Courtney POV

"Morning!" I said as I walked in the kitchen. Joey slammed her head on the table and groaned. "Good morning to you to." I said as I stood next to my sister.

"Don't you have practice?" She asked and I shook my head.

"No, Princess didn't feel like going today so she made coach cancel." I rolled my eyes as she did. "I'm still gonna stretch and crap."

"Just not in the kitchen please." I nodded and went into the family room to the wall that led into the kitchen. I literally put my legs against the wall; meaning one was up in the air and I stood on one. I leaned back so I was perpendicular to the wall.

"Hi," a voice said and I looked up to see Steve. "What are you doing?"

"I'm stretching, I should be at practice, but this girl on the team, Princess, made coach cancel." Steve laughed but then realized I wasn't kidding. "Yeah her mom and the coach are sleeping together so she blackmails the coach to do her bidding." He just shook his head. "Hey you wanna see something?"

"Uh, sure," he answered apprehensively.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled to a song, "watch the girls." I turned on the cup song. The girls froze and started to do the movement; Joey used her hands, Annabelle was able to stop herself from using her coffee, Shay used her empty cup, and Mac (who was making pancake batter) used the cup of flour which landed on Shay. "Use the two minute agreement please."

Everyone froze, Shay was pissed. "You bitch!" She yelled and began to chase after her. Shay passed Jenna who was quite annoyed.

Shay ran back downstairs and out the widow into my house. I stopped stretching and yelled out to her, "oh, come on, I just cleaned my room!"

"What's the two minute agreement?" Johnny asked.

"Well, Shay has two minutes to catch Mac and hurt her however she seems fit, if not Mac only gets, what is it now, eight punches and a kick." Joey explained wiping off the kitchen table.

"Hey guys." Mac said walking in the front door and I did a double take.

"How'd you get here?" I asked.

"Well, I jumped out the window and hid in the bushes." She wiped herself off.

"Mac!" Jenna smacked her upside the head. "How many times do I have to tell you, insurance doesn't cover jumps out of two story windows?

"Chill, it was the third story we made it to the attic." Mac patted her back and used Shay's glass.

Jenna put her forehead in her hands, "I'm going to jail for child neglect and endangerment." I rubbed her back to help.

"Same with me because of this one," Annabelle piped up.

"Who, little ol' me?" I fluttered my eyelashes.

"Aren't you supposed to be grounded?" She turned toward me.

"Well I was punished for a week which ended at 7:38 last night, so no. Oh, and you are not a good care giver." I patted her shoulder.

"Me? I'm not the one who punched a whole in the wall." Annabelle stood up so we were virtually eye to eye.

'I'm not the one who drove into a pizza place." I countered.

"I'm not the one who shot myself with dad's bow."

'I'm not the one who gave a four year old a bow and arrow as a toy!" Before we could continue Shay walked in with a grumpy Trisha and Anika.

"Seriously guys," Trisha started. I was unclear if she was talking to us or the twins, "all we asked is for to let us sleep in for once! Is that to much to ask?"

"Apparently." Joey mumbled and Pony tried not laugh. "So should we try breakfast again?"

"All in favor of Mac not touching anything?" I asked and everyone except Mac raised their hands. "So Mac and Joey on setting the table- Ani, Anna, and me on batter- Gabi, Shay, and Trisha on cooking?" The girls nodded and Joey pulled out her music. She played 25 minutes by The Weekend Riot, we all sang except for Joey she does the rap. "Yeah I know there's a great big world outside this city (city, city, oh) And a girl like you's gotta have some place to go (oh) But maybe we could go somewhere We could hop on a plane to Mexico Oh baby we could be right there and kick it first class together ima fake like a rockstar buy you a plane ticket that I know I can't afford baby we could be right there lvin' first class forever Cause we've got 25 minutes till your plane takes off I'll buy a first class ticket to wherever you want But by first class I mean coach class I heard that money can't buy you love You've got 25 minutes 'til this plane takes off! (Attention passengers, flight 632 to Dallas will be delayed. We are sorry for the inconvenience.) Yeah I know that you think this whole might sound crazy (crazy, crazy, oh) But a guy like me can't let a girl like you go, oh So baby let's get out of here I hear Rome is nice this time of year Oh baby let's get out of here (Come on, baby, let's get out of here.) Cause we've got 25 minutes 'til your plane takes off I'll buy a first class ticket to wherever you want Cause we've got 25 minutes 'til your plane takes off We'll live in luxury in Figi just to soak in the sun But by luxury we'll sleep on the beach Cause I'm a baller on a budget baby You've got 25 minutes 'til this plane takes off! Joey wrapped this part' Check, never in my mind did I expect her to turn around and hit me with a "yes" Then we grabbed our bags and we hopped on that plane First class livin', we were poppin' champagne And by champagne, I should explain It was sparkling cider but you know it looked the same Now it's you and me sharing love across the globe Anywhere you want say the word and we'll go Miami, Tahiti, London, and Paris French kiss in Italy cause we couldn't care less Hawaii to Sydney as long as you're with me We'll be livin' first class forever

Cause we've got 25 minutes 'til your plane takes off I'll buy a first class ticket to wherever you want But by first class I mean coach class I heard that money can't buy you love You've got 25 minutes 'til this plane takes off! Cause we've got 25 minutes 'til your plane takes off I'll buy a first class ticket to wherever you want Cause we've got 25 minutes till your plane takes off We'll live in luxury in Figi just to soak in the sun But by luxury we'll sleep on the beach Cause I'm a baller on a budget baby You've got 25 minutes 'til this plane takes off! You've got 25 minutes 'til this plane takes off!"

"That was good girls," a familiar voice congratulated and we all spun around.

"Zachie?" I asked.