Lennox POV

After last night with Chase, all of our laughing together, I hadn't had a single thought in my head about them. Now it all came rushing back at once: Emily and I fighting, Breyson's devastated look, the slim bit of hope that my parents were alive, and then them leaving me.

Tasha and Bree were giving me strange looks. I figured I'd better tell them now, too. "I, I um…well," I sighed before I finally said, "They're not here anymore. Emily and Breyson left and they are not coming back."

Now they both looked as confused as Chase was when I told him. Tasha opened her mouth, shut it, then opened it again and said, "Why would they leave?"

"They think that…that our parents are still alive, and they went to look for them." I decided to leave out the part about what they thought of don.

"But why would―?" Bree was cut off by Adam yelling, "CARTOONS!" and flopping down next to Leo on the couch.

Donald, who was right behind him, said, "Tasha? Can I talk to you about Emily, Breyson and Lennox's training schedule, please?"

"Actually, Mr. Davenport…," I started before Tasha set a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry about it, honey," she said. "I'll tell him, okay?"

"Okay, thank you," I said and she strode towards Don in the hallway.

Bree set her bowl in the sink and then gave me an apologetic look. "I really wish I could stay to cheer you up, but I need to get to school. You'll be there tomorrow, though, and I guess I will see you tonight, too," Bree said and then gave me a big hug. "We can have girls' night, too, if you want. See ya later, Lennox!" She grabbed her school bag from the couch and shut off the TV. "Come on, bozos," she said to a grumbling Adam and a pouting Leo.

Just then I heard a lot of rapid thumps before Chase sped into the living room from upstairs. He was in a panic trying to fix his crooked shirt and leaning hair. I snickered and then motioned for him to come to me. "Here, let me help you," I said as he came to stand before me. I shifted his shirt so it was straight and then used my fingers to spike his hair back up, all while he stared at me. "There, that's better."

When my eyes met his, he quickly looked down and said, "Uh, thank you, Lennox. Ahem! Well, I better set to gool, I mean get to school. Wow, that's embarrassing."

I chuckled and said, "Your welcome. I guess I'll see you later…mentor."

Chase laughed too and said, "Yeah, I'll see you…student," then he grabbed his bag to hurry to school after his siblings.

A few awkward minutes by myself later, Tasha and Davenport walked back in. Donald looked from his wife to me and said, "Since Tasha has to go to work and it's just going to be you and me, I thought I could show you around town a bit, what do you think?"

"That sounds great, Mr. Davenport," I answered, honestly.

"Good, good. How would you like to see the Science Museum? I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to but I was just putting it out there…," Don said, drifting off.

I gave a slight laugh and said, "I'd love to."

He brightened up and said, "Finally! Someone other than Chase wants to go with me!"

Tasha grabbed her purse and hugged me while smiling. "I've got to leave, have fun you two," she said, kissing Don on the cheek.

"You bet, we're gonna get our science on!" he said pumping his fists awkwardly. Tasha froze with her hand on the doorknob and gave him the same look as me. He stopped and said, "I know nobody says that, I know that." When the door shut behind her, Don said, "Look, I know you probably don't want to talk about your brother and sister, but just know that if you need to, you can.
Any one of us will listen, even Leo, because we're your family, too. Okay Lennox?"

Before my eyes could go all emotional teenage girl on me, I wrapped him into a hug. "Oomph!" He said, springing back a little.

I stepped away and said, "Sorry, and, I don't want to talk about them, but I might need to talk about Aaron, sometime."

Mr. Davenport nodded and said, "Yeah, me too." He cleared his throat and gestured to the stairs. "Do you need to get dressed, or do you want to go in your pajamas? I'm all for the pajamas, but I'm not sure where the museum stands on that," he said, smiling.

I smiled back before hurrying up the stairs.

xXx

The ride to the museum was full of singing along to the Beatles, making faces at passing cars and laughing at their reactions. We pulled into the parking lot and jumped out of his silver and black 2013 Shelby GT500 Mustang, no doubt the coolest car I've ever laid my eyes on, and made our way to the entrance. Once he paid for the All Day Experience Package for Two, we got started at the History of Science corner.

It was fun hanging out with Don all day; he can be funny and serious in one sentence and he reminded me of Aaron. We ate lunch at the mini food court and toured the rest until four. On the way back home, we passed by a store I hadn't noticed before and I gasped, a little too loudly. "What?! What is it?!" he yelled, slamming on the brakes, luckily there wasn't anyone behind us.

"You have a Louis Vuitton store here?" I asked him, incredulously.

He turned around to look at the store with a bewildered look on his face. "That's why you gave a life-threatening shriek? Because of a common woman store?"

I turned to glare at him and said, "It is NOT just some 'common woman store'. It is a LOUIS. VUITTON. STORE. One of the most beautiful, expensive stores in the world. I cannot believe you have one!"

"Would you like to go in?" Don asked, looking a little worried.

I hung my mouth open and said, "Are you kidding me? I'd have to sell my soul just to buy a pair of shoes from there!"

"Lennox? Do we seriously have to go over this again? Bill-ion-are, c'mon, let's go in," he said, pulling over to park.

xXx

After a glorious hour and a half, I walked out with a tired Donald, six new dresses, five new pairs of shoes and three new bags. I also gave him some advice for his one year anniversary…meaning I picked out the gorgeous handbag and matching wallet he was going to give Tasha. I promised him I would take care of all of it and I even said I'd share with Bree.

When we walked in the front door, we saw Leo and Adam watching TV on the couch, Tasha and Bree in the kitchen making dinner, and Chase doing homework at the kitchen table. Bree's eyes widened as she saw the bags in our hands and said, "You went to Louis Vuitton's without me?"

I laughed and said, "Calm down, I got things we could share."

"I wanna go to Loogey Batons!" Adam exclaimed.

"Louis Vuitton," Bree and I growled in unison.

"Did you get me anything, Donald?" Tasha said, nonchalantly eyeing the bags.

"I guess you'll have to wait and see," he said, mysteriously.

Bree took the bags from me and Don and said, "I'll take these upstairs…I may be awhile, though." She then proceeded to hop up the stairs, full of excitement. I walked over to the kitchen table and took the seat next to Chase as he was putting all of his books back in his bag. "So, we start training tonight, right?" I asked him.

"Yes, unless of course you want to wait?" He replied, smirking.

"No, no I want to start tonight. In fact, I'm itching to get started," I said, arrogantly with a smirk of my own.

xXx

As I was pushed to the floor for the eleventh time in the first hour of training, I realized how big of an overstatement that was. What the hell was I thinking? Instead of immediately jumping to my feet like the first ten times, I just laid there, spread out, soaked in my sweat, and panting. "Chase," I whined. "You said you were gonna go easy on me since it's the first day."

He knelt down beside me and brushed my soaked bangs out of my eyes. "And you said that you didn't want special treatment, that you wanted to start training like one of us. Or did you forget?"

"Oh yeah," I groaned, closing my eyes.

"Why don't we switch from combat training to weight lifting?" He asked me.

I opened one eye, curiously, and said, "You have a weight room in the simulator?"

Chase laughed and said, "I wish, no, there's one upstairs among Mr. Davenport's endless hallway of extra rooms. Come on." He helped me to my feet and we left the simulator. Chase wasn't kidding about the endless hallway of rooms; there was a bowling alley, bumper cars, a room full of mirrors (I wasn't going to ask), a room made of cushions and pillows and a huge library. I stopped in my tracks to stare at all the beautiful books. I felt a tug on my elbow and heard Chase say, "Later."

When we finally arrived at the weight room, Chase said, "Since it's almost nine o' clock we won't be in here very long, okay?"

"Okay," I answered, walking towards a bench.

"How's 100 lbs. to start?" He said while setting the weight.

"Sounds good, I guess."

"Alright, I'll spot you," he said, leaning against the bench. It was sort of a challenge trying to lift the weights while Chase was standing there in a sleeveless shirt, showing off his biceps. After about 50 reps, I couldn't take it anymore so he helped me put the bar back up. He handed me a towel and a bottle of water. "So, are you ready for school tomorrow?"

I nearly choke on my water. "Ugh, that's right, school. It really wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the people," I said, wiping up the water that I sprayed everywhere.

He chuckles and says, "Oh, you'll be fine. If worse comes to worse, you can always join the wrestling team to get your anger out."

"Yeah, that's gonna happen."

"C'mon, let's get to bed."

xXx

I slowly trudged downstairs, my muscles aching. The cold shower from last night helped, but water isn't magic. When I entered the kitchen, I shot a glare towards Chase and said, "Remind me to kill you when my body doesn't feel like it's made of lead anymore."

"Will do," he said with a smile.

As I was eating my cereal at the island, Don handed me my schedule and said, "I convinced the school counselor to give you the same classes as Chase since it is the middle of the year and he can catch you up. Your locker is right next to Bree's so she can show you that. Oh, and watch out for the principal and her football team. She alone is enough to trigger Iracebeth, okay?"

"I'll be fine, Don. I'm one of the two smartest people in the world, I got this," I said, dumping my bowl in the sink.

"Well, you guys better get going if you don't want to be late," Donald said.

I hugged him and Tasha, grabbed my bag, and followed the others out the door. The closer we got to the school, the faster my heat beat. I never liked school; it was full of terrible memories. As the building came in sight, my breath quickened. I felt someone squeeze my hand and looked to my left to see Chase give me a reassuring smile. I squeezed back and walked through the door. "Come on, I'll show you your locker," Bree said, guiding me.

I looked behind me to see Chase. "It's okay, I'll be right here by my locker. I'll come find you before we go to class, alright?" He said.

"Alright," I said, following Bree.

In front of our lockers was a tall, good looking boy, smiling at Bree.

"Oh, hey Ethan," she said smiling back at him. Bree turned to me and said, "This is my sister, Lennox. Lennox, this is Ethan, my…friend."

When she called me her sister, my stomach became all warm and fluttery. I've known this girl for all of five days and she thinks of me as her sister, I resisted the urge to hug her, randomly, in front of the boy she obviously likes. "Hello, Lennox, welcome to our school. Oh, Bree, um I was wondering if you could come with me to study hall real quick. I need help with a few algebra problems," Ethan said.

Bree looked at me first then back to him and said, "Actually, Ethan―"

"She'd love to," I said, pushing her to him. "I'll be fine; Chase will be here any minute."

"Okay, cool."

I saw Bree mouth 'Thank you' then she followed Ethan to study hall. I turned around to put my stuff in my locker, hoping Chase would hurry. I then felt someone's hand on my butt and I heard, "Well, hel-lo there, New Girl," in my ear.

I gritted my teeth together and said, "If you want to keep that hand then I suggest you remove it from my ass."

"Mm…feisty," this was all it took before I slammed my locker door shut and clamped both of my hands onto his arm and hugged it to my chest. My converse squeaks on the floor as I pivot into him, still holding his arm, and set my back against his front. I pull his arm across my body and pop my hip against his thigh. He flips over me, legs and arms flailing and giving a girly shriek. He lands hard in front of me, gasping for breath. (A/N: This whole paragraph pretty much belongs to Dan Krokos, just to make that clear)

"Lennox!" I see Chase swimming through the sea of students laughing at the boy to reach me. "I take my eyes off you for five minutes and you flip the quarterback of the football team?" He grabs my arm and leads me to class.

What was I supposed to do? The jerk was feeling me up!" I yelled back.

Chase stops walking and lets go of my arm. "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I guess it's a good thing you got to him first…I would've killed him," he said, scowling.

Just then we heard, "Lennox and Chase Davenport, please come to the office immediately," over the intercom.

Oh crap.

A/N: Sorry this was a little slower of an update, I started school on Wednesday and I had the curses writer's block. I apologize but I hope this made up for it, anyway, I will try to update as soon as I can. :]

~Ordinary