5…4…3…2…1…I have to honestly say that it sucks when you know the inside outs of everything. Unpredictability is a part of life, without it we'd all be a bunch of mindless drones. The fact that I can count down the 5 seconds before my alarm clock rings in the morning is proof that my life has become far too predictable.

I rolled on to my side and in big bold letters my clock read 6:15. Now one would wonder what girl in her right mind would get up that early on a gorgeous summer day. Well I have your answer…Jamie Scott would. I swung my legs over the side of my bed and scratched my head wondering what to do with my last day of my weekend vacation away from all the tour crap that's been piling up over my head. I stood up; put on a pair of sweatpants (Clothes over Bros of course, Brooke would kill me if I was seen in anything else) pulled a long sleeved shirt over my head and plodded downstairs to get my morning coffee before deciding what exactly to do.

I walked into the breakfast nook and saw my Dad, in the kitchen hunched over the blender, no doubt making his basketball, Superman protein crap. I took my mug off of it's hook and made my way to where he was standing.

"Good Morning Daddy"

He rubbed his eyes and turned around. Like me, my dad is not a morning person. I'm used to my Mom being up this early with a pot of herbal and one of Uncle Lucas' books.

"Morning Jamie"

He stooped down, gave me a kiss on the forehead and ruffled my hair. He saw my coffee mug, looked over at the pot I was brewing and frowned.

"Jam, what did I tell you about drinking that crap?"

I tried my best to look mad at him but it wasn't really working. I smiled and him and gave him the puppy dog face.

"Please Daddy, just one cup" I whined.

"Nope", he laughed at me and put my mug up in the air so I couldn't reach it. I decided to bug him even more.

"I can't live without it, it's like you and your protein shit…I'll die. Please Daddy, just give me the cup. I need the freaking cup."

He chuckled and put the cup back down on the counter "Ok drama queen, relax."

"So what are you planning on doing today? " he asked me

"Well I was thinking of going for a run and then when I get back I'll figure something out."

"You always do kid. So anyways, if I don't see you for the rest of the day, just remember to be back here by six, everybody's coming over tonight before the concert."

"Ok" I nodded

I chugged what was left of my coffee, gave my dad a kiss on the cheek, laced up my running shoes and ran out the door.

I've always loved running. It's always been the perfect thing to clear my head. There are few things I love more than hearing the sound of my own heart beating while I run, I find it gives me something to really focus on. I took my usual route today. I ran around the grounds of the mansion and cut through the ravine and the small grove of trees that led me to Uncle Lucas and Brooke's house. After that I took a left and ran by Peyton and Jake's house and finally came back around to my house.

I stopped in the driveway to take a breath and looked further up and found my dad and Noah in the driveway playing a game of one on one. Noah had just gotten back from school and I hadn't had a chance to see him yet. My dad had just stolen the ball from him, so I ran over to him and jumped on his back.

"Noah!" I yelled

I hugged him, feeling a little dwarfed by the foot of height he had over me.

He broke away from the hugged and laughed at me "Whoa Squirt, calm down." He turned to my Dad and said "Looks like someone's had a little too much coffee this morning"

"Shut Up" I playfully smacked him in the arm

"Ouch" he said, while pretending to rub the spot where I had smacked him. He put his arm around me as we walked towards the house.

"So Squirt, what have you been up to lately?"

I wanted so badly to tell him about Josh and the tour and everything else that was on my mind but I didn't want to be the brick weighing him down just as soon as he'd gotten home.

Noah's the safe brother, the good brother; he's the person I'm closest to other than Rhys. My whole life it's always been Cecelia and Matt against me and Noah. Cissy and Matt are the loud ones; the ones who both crave all the attention, either making you come along for the ride or get the hell out of the way. Noah's the only guy I've ever really depended on and I trust him with anything but not with this, I don't know why but I couldn't tell him everything yet.

"Not much at all, in fact nothing's really happened since you've been gone" I lied

"Uh huh" he looked at me skeptically "You're lying, I can always tell when you lie, your eyes wander in the other direction"

I rolled my eyes at him

"It's ok Jam, I get it. You're not ready to tell me yet"

I knew he wouldn't push it any further so we walked in silence for a while, when we got to the front stairs I stood up on my tip toes and gave him a peck on the cheek.

He smirked at me "What was that for?"

"Because you're back and because you're my brother"

"Ok, but you're border lining on love gush territory here"

I giggled as we walked inside. I looked over to the far left and saw my Mom sitting on the couch with Matt. They were both playing their guitars; she was helping him write a song. Inside I felt a twinge of jealousy, she and I never do things like that together. As if Noah were hearing my thoughts he bent over and whispered in my ear

"Be nice now"

"Shut Up" I grumbled

I walked over and tugged on the back of his hair

"What the… oh it's you" he said

"Well nice to see you too, brother" I said sarcastically

"Well I wish I could say the same for you but you're so small I can barely see you"

"Shut up you overgrown ogre"

"Make me, tiny" he retorted childishly "Now shut up and give me a hug"

I hugged him until I felt a hard pinch in my elbow

"Matty!" I yelled, annoyed.

He laughed, "What? You fall for it everytime"

It was true so I couldn't help but smile.

"So J-bird, no love for the big sis?"

I snapped up instantly and turned around when I heard the childhood nickname that no one but my sister had ever used for me. Over on the kitchen counter was Cissy, sitting there with her long legs extending over the counter gracefully, ever the sickening picture of perfection.

Now that itself made me jealous, she didn't even have to really say anything worth listening to but somehow she'd always get your attention and she knew it too.

"Don't just stand there gawking at me, come here"

I walked over to her and half heartedly gave her a hug.

"Oh my God Squirt, you grew."

"Is that so hard to believe?" I snapped at her

She looked at me and said "And I see you got an attitude too. Oh My God we have to like go shopping and catch up and go do some girl stuff and blah blah blah."

Well she wasn't actually saying blah blah blah but that's all I was really hearing after about a minute or so of this mini family reunion I went upstairs and locked myself in my room, knowing that I probably wouldn't come out until Rhys and the others showed up.

I looked over at my phone and found that I had 3 new messages on my machine. The first was from Rhys

"Hi hoe. Ok so I'm guessing you probably found out about Hurricane Cissy rolling to town but I thought I'd at least try and give you a heads up because I got stuck driving to the airport with my Dad to pick her up. And it sucked major ass but I saw this really hot guy and wait yeah I'm getting sidetracked, sorry. So anywho , my love I'll see you later when the torture otherwise known as the Scott-Jagielski pre party begins. Ok then…Love you. Bye"

I laughed at Rhys' incoherent babbling as I replayed the message over again. The moved on to the second message which was from Jenny, Peyton and Jake's oldest kid who happens to be Cissy best friend.

"Hey hon. It's Jen but obviously you know that. So I heard my best girl is back in town. Anyways Jamie, could you do me a favor and tell her I called? Thanks and I guess I'll see you later. Ciao Bella. "

I rolled my eyes and wondered if it was a coincidence that now that Cissy is back in town, everything immediately revolves around her. My thought only lasted about a split second until I heard the third and final message.

"Uh…Jamie…umm….yeah…hi .It's Josh. I'm hoping you still remember who I am. I guess you're wondering how I got your number. I have sources. Oh shit that came out wrong, I'm not a crazy stalker or anything…well not unless you want me to be, wait that came out wrong again. I just called to apologize for being a jackass and ignoring you for the past few weeks. Ok now that we have that out of the way, I can actually tell you the other motive I had for calling. Well I heard that there's a party at your sister's friends penthouse after the concert and I wondering if you were going because I'd really like to see you there."

The message ended right there with a shrill beep. I flopped onto my bed wondering why he had so much power over me. In a few seconds and one illusive message he'd turned me into a pile of muddling goop. I got up and walked over to my closet absent mindedly looking for something to wear to the concert and the party afterwards. I told myself that I wasn't going, knowing very well that by the end of the night, everything would be different.

A/N: Sorry this chapter was kind of slowing. I'm trying to build up my plot here, and plus we all were in need of some good old fashion dysfunctional Scott time. Stay tuned for upcoming drama.