Jordan's P O VIn my dramatic moment, I threw myself in bed once I got up in my room after stuffing my belly with all that was left of Ralph's pizza slices and I sniffed in the air of my room I had so much missed.This wasn't exactly the welcome party I had planned out in my head.I was supposed to walk in to confetti by the door and a large cake with my name boldly written on it, Mom and Fred with matching shirts that has my face on it saying 'Welcome Home Favorite Daughter' yes, I know I'm the only daughter so there's actually no competition but the term favorite just adds to my main character moment.Bee comes in next with the 'oh my goodness, I missed you Soo much' scream and Ralph? Well, he did act accordingly at least.Speaking of Brittany!I eagerly rolled over in bed and turned my purse over on my bed in search of my cellphone that soon came in sight.I wanted calling but quickly thought against it.What am I supposed to say? 'Hey best friend, guess who's back and didn't tell

Jordan's P O VIt's no news Ralph and Adrian can't stand each other but what I didn't expect was that they could ever get into a fist fight!When Brittany broke the news to me in the kitchen, I almost didn't believe it but she looked too serious for any of it to be a joke and when I rushed out to the living room, it was really intense as she said.I was able to get them to seize throwing punches but I couldn't exactly do anything about the death glares they sent themselves and their harsh breathing that filled the entire living room.What bothered me the most was the fact that they were both bleeding on sides of their faces and although I was still shocked, something had to be done.I mostly didn't think leaving them both in the same environment was a good idea so I silently made Bee go over to Ralph while I held onto Adrian and soon completely seperated both boys by leading Adrian up the stairs to my room and he followed me without a word.We reached the door of my room and I casuall

Adrian's P O V I seriously hate His guts. Even while leaving her house, I couldn't hold back the one last death glare I sent in his direction.Although through out the drive back for my place, I was less concerned about the douchebag and more on Jordan who chose to remain silent the entire time and I thought to let her have her moment because of a truth, I couldn't come up with the right words to say to her at this point.It was a brave decision she made wanting to see her Dad again after everything and I felt proud of her wanting to know the truth but I hated to think of just how much she was hurting on the inside.The look on her face when she saw Ava was unreadable. It was like she was unsure of her emotions as she had her first conversation with Ava and it took me all back to the first day I got to know about Ava myself. After getting Ava to carry on her way, I led Jordan into the house so she could get over the main reason we got here in the first place.I could already feel m

Adrian's P O V"Who the hell made these records?" I questioned in disbelief as I scanned through the papers on my desk that weren't just messy but had a relatively large sum from the project's fund unaccounted for."I also have no idea Sir" came Travis's response after so much hesitation and I pinched the bridge of my nose for almost the seventh time since I picked up those files from off my desk to have a look."You know what your job description is? Perhaps you don't know, I would gladly tell you. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO FIT IN WHEN I'M ABSENT! the fuck am I supposed to do with this Crap?" I yelled in frustration and tossed the papers down to the floor.When they spoke of an issue, I actually expected something messy but not this Outrageous!What the hell? "I'm So sorry sir.... Brittany and I will have all the answers you need soon. We're looking into it." He apologized and I only sighed and placed my already aching head to rest on my palm I held up my desk with my elbow placed on it.T

Adrian's P O VThe day had come.And in the midst of all my last minute setting up, Ava was more bothered about some silly mishap on her favorite TV show and I had to hear every last one of it because she had her little disturbing self in my office by the shelves while I sat behind the desk scribbling down my opening speech some few hours into the morning."Are you even listening to me at all?" She questioned in frustration and I nodded mindlessly after managing a quick glance at her. "What are you writing?" She questioned as she reached beside me and strained her neck to have a look at the journal I attacked with the ball pen I wielded."A speech" came my response."For tonight?" She questioned right back."Uh huh." I answered with a nod."Mom wants me to wear this really ugly dress and I hate it so much. She keeps making me dress like an eight year old." She whined."But you are eight years old" I answered and she frowned."I am Eleven!" She bit back and I chuckled."Eight? Eleven?