I'm so so very sorry! I should've updated this last week, but I didn't. I would've had this up last night, but after an accident involving my finger and my garage door I couldn't really use my right hand for too long, but it's a lot less swelled up today, so I decided I'd update and get it out of the way!

Author's Note: So, change in plans! I know I said when I first posted this that I was going to update every Saturday, but now I've decided that instead of updating every Saturday I'm just going to update whenever I find the time! It's just that I've just that now I've got three BTR stories I'm working on, and I really want to give all three the attention they deserve, so what I might wind up doing is updating the first story one week, the second the next week, then the third, and so on. I haven't decided that just. I hope everyone's okay with this!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with BTR or the show. I only own the plot, Mercy, and possibly any other OC's I add to the story, that is unless I decide to have one of those OC contests that everyone else is doing! It might be fun when the time comes! Who knows?

So, here's Chapter 2! Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Needless to say, the next morning was by no means a happy on for me. Here I thought that since I was no longer in jail that I'd be able to sleep in, and catch up on my much needed missed rest. I couldn't have been more off.

"Mercy! It's time to get up now!" I was awoken at whatever time in the morning it was by someone yeling from the bottom of the stairs.

"Ugh!" I hissed completely ignoring whoever was yelling, rolling over onto my stomach, and going back to sleep.

Not even ten minutes later I was awoken again. This time it was by someone jumping on my bed. I rolled over onto my back, and opened my eyes slightly. I laughed silently to myself when I saw who the culprit was. "Carlos, do you mind?" I asked as nicely as a non morning person as myself could.

"I've been told to wake you up!" he answered as he continued jumping.

I forced myself to sit up in bed. "I'm up! Now can you please swtop jumping?" Did I mention that I'm a complete and total bitch in the morning. "Let me guess, you're the kid of the group?"

"You could say that," he answered as he stopped and jumped off of the bed. "Breakfast is in 10," he informed me while walking out of the room.

"Thanks," I called sleepily and dryly after him. I looked over at the wall clock and sighed a frustrated sigh. It was only 9:15! Well, at least it was two more hours than what I was used to while I was in jail.

Once I heard Carlos' footsteps descend down the hall, and the stairs I threw myself back down, drawing the covers over my head. I had finally declared to myself that this living arrangement, and new lifestyle was going to take a lot of getting use to. And, by a lot, I mean a whole lot.

Just as I brought the covers down from over my face, and slipped out from under the covers, I saw the door across from my room open. The door that just so happened to lead into James' room. I learned that the hard way last night. Literally.

I stood up staring straight at the door. I couldn't help, but think of how much I even detested the door to his room. Everything about it just disgusted me, and it was only a plain white door. It makes no sense. Not even more than a second later, James appeared in his doorway. He walked out looking straight at me sending me a death glare before making his way down the hall. I glared right back.

So, I guess I should probably tell you what happened to me last night? Well, it all started when I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. I'm just going to give a play by play to prove my point. First, I had gotten out of bed without a making a single noise. Everything was perfectly fine. I tiptoed out of my bedroom, and quietly made my way to my bathroom. No problems. I came out of the bathroom. Again, no problems. Then as I was walking back to my room that's when it happened...SMACK! I ran straight into someone in the middle of the mostly dark hallway.

Can you take a wild guess of who I ran into was? Come on! I'm sure you can! I bet you'll guess right! Alright, time's up! If you guessed that I ran into James, then ding, ding, ding! We have a winner! You were 1000 percent on the right track if you guessed him.

And, let me be the first to tell you...it was by far the worst moment of my life. The exact instance James and I first looked into each other's eyes from what light reflected off of the moon into the hallway from the medium sized window at the end, I could see it in his eyes, and he sure as hell could see it in mine. It was no secret that it was hate at first site.

~Flashback~

"Watch where you're going!" he hissed in nothing above a whisper, being careful as to not disturb the rest of the people in the apartment.

"No! Why don't you?" I shot back, whispering. "So, let me guess...you must be the boy who says that I'm a lowlife teenage girl who can't seem to get her messed up life straight on her own. Am I right?"

He ignored me and turned what I had just said around on me a bit. "And, you must be, Mercy, the girl that I was talking about when I said that."

I could see a smirk playing on his mouth from the moonlight. There were so many things that I could say to him right now. But, I didn't want to wake anybody up. "If only everyone wasn;t asleep right now I'd be telling you off with every cuss word in the book, but lucky for you everyone is indeed asleep. Which if you'll excuse me, and get the hell out of my way...I'm about to be once again," I told him deciding to let the whole siutation go for the night.

He smirked as he stepped aside to let me pass by.

I walked past him just as he tempted to make me retaliate, "Yeah, just back down like a lowlife teenage girl does."

That's it. I turned on my heel quickly to face him. "Don't try me!" I growled as I glared at him.

James just stood there and glared at me while still smirking.

"Good night, Jamie," I smiled innocently, turning back around, and heading for my room.

"Don't call me, Jamie," his said clenching his teeth. "It's James!"

I grinned and quietly called over my shoulder, "Whatever, Jamie! Goodnight!"

~End of Flashback~

Okay, so I lied before, it hoenstly wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. I actually found that I myself had gotten a kick out of it. Now I know exactly what to do to tick him off. First, all I have to do is keep calling him Jamie, which I'll gladly do. Secondly, just be myself. Easy as cake. As if I could ever be anyone, but myself, anyways.

I quickly changed out of my pajamas and into the clothes that I'd be wearing for the rest of the day, and walked out of my room, closing the door behind me to hide the fact that I didn't even bother to make my bed, which after a while in jail you get use to not doing anymore.

Walking down the stairs, I suddenly had the urge to make a run for the front door, seeing as if it was like right there at the foot of the stairs, and skip breakfast. Just as much as I wasn't a morning person, I wasn't a breakfast person either. But, I decided against the urge at the last minute. I didn't want to be disrespectful. Besides, it wouldn't help me to stay out of jail again. I put on a fake sleepy smile and walked into the dining room area of the apartment.

"Good morning, Mercy," Mrs. Knight smiled as she saw me entering the dining room, out of the corner of her eye.

"Good morning, Mrs. Knight," I replied with as big a smile as I could to be polite, which wasn't really even that big at all.

"You can take a seat next to, Logan," she smiled.

I nodded and went and sat down next to him. I smiled with the same smile I used on Mrs. Knight, "Morning."

He smiled back at me with his usual smile. The type of smile that makes just about every girl melt. And, you could classify me in that just about every girl category. It's just too bad that I can't do anything about it, though, without acting like a tramp.

I turned and looked forward trying to get my mind out of the gutter it had just thrown itself in at the moment. Well, let me tell you, looking forward did just the trick. I scowled at the sight of who was sitting across from me. It just had to be him, didn't it?

"Why do you hate me so much, God? Why oh why do you hate me so much?" I thought quietly to myself.

And to make it even worse he noticed me looking at him. Once he noticed my scowl, he scowled right back at me. I tell you, if only looks could kill. I'm almost positive that we both would've been dead about one million times each already.

Like I said before...it was hate at first sight! And, by the looks of it right now, the future looks the same. Nothing will ever change about James and I's strictly hate relationship. It'll always be hate between the two of us, and nothing more. But, isn't that a good thing.

Being as if I was too angry to pay any attention to what the food in front of me was exactly, I picked the breakfast muffin, or roll, or whatever it was up, and took a bite of it. As soon as the taste of it hit my tongue, I regretted taking the bite instantly.

I didn't mean to be disrespectful, but with my mouth full, I asked, "Is there sour cream on this by any chance?"

"Yes, there is. Is there something wrong?" Mrs. Knight asked concerned.

Without answering, I spit it out quickly, not caring where it wound up.

The next thing I heard was James hissing, "What the fuck?"

I looked at him, and realized just then where my food had wound up. It was on his plate as well as his shirt.

I bit my tongue hard to keep myself from bursting out laughing. "I'm sorry!" I apologized quickly trying to bite back the laugh that so badly wanted to come out right about now.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see that Kendall, Logan, and Carlos were all biting back laughs as well.

"I'm allergic to sour cream," I informed everyone as my reason for an excuse.

"Oh, there's nothing to be sorry about. It was an accident," Mrs. Knight said brushing it off as if it were nothing. "James, go change your shirt," she said sternly as he glared at me angrily.

I smiled up at him innocently, "Oopsies!"

I swear there had to have been invisible red steam blowing out of his ears as he turned and stormed off towards the stairs to go change his shirt.

Well, will you look at that! I unintentionally pissed him off. So, I guess that counts as a win-win for me, right? Either way this is just the beginning. So, sit down, strap in, and get ready for one hell of a crazy ride. Cause' this one I can assure you...will be a bumpy one. Believe me, I lived it, and to this day I'm still living it. It's like a rollercoaster that you can never, ever in your wildest dreams get off.

...So, there you go! What'd you think?

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