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Silence greeted Jubilee as she made her way into one of the fitness rooms.  Something in her shoulders relaxed as she stopped near the edge of the mat.  Despite having come through the gym and using some of the amenities a time or two, she’d never found an empty room before.  It had to be her lucky day.  Closing her eyes, she let herself just breathe - deep breaths of air pulling in and flowing out of her as she prepped to start her exercise routine.  The years away from gyms and daily fitness plans meant she would have to start easy and work her way back up, but at least she’d managed to keep in shape at the mall.  She’d had to - mall security might just be rent-a-cops, but that didn’t mean they were all useless either...and it really sucked when they called in the actual guys and gals in blue.

She shook the thought out of her head - she was worlds away from there right now and had a fitness room all to herself.  Time to get busy.

Music began to fill the room as she pressed play and then she stepped onto the mat.  “Warm up first,” she murmured, not really needing the self-note, but more to remind herself that she now had the time to do this properly.  She walked around the room a few times, doing arm circles as she moved.  After a few minutes she moved into a jog until she could feel her heart rate moving into the correct range.  Stretching came next, dynamic stretching that helped her feel connected to every muscle in her body.

The moment she felt comfortable in her body she walked over to one edge of the mat and began a series of simple, easy tumbling passes.  She could feel her blood pumping as she grew more confident with each pass until she did a final back extension roll and held on the handstand.  Tucking her chin, she brought her knees towards her chest and rolled to her feet, hands high.  The smile blossomed on her face as joy exploded within her.  Jubilee felt like herself again...at long last, she felt like the girl who once held the world in her hand and the future an open book in front of her - back when her dreams reached to the top of the medal stand and the knowledge that her name would be in the history books as Olympic champion.

Sparkles glittered in the air around her as her power responded to her emotions.  Her laughter followed after the tiny explosions of light and she began to twirl and spin to the music, putting on a small light show.  Cutting loose like this hadn’t been an option in Beverly Hills, not with the security system in and around the mall.  It probably wasn’t a good idea here either, but she couldn’t resist the need to be herself.  So she danced and let the world fall away until only the music and this moment mattered.

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James looked at himself in the mirror, the sound of Vampire Weekend blasting out of the speakers in his room. He wasn't vain, and didn't put much thought into his appearance, but he felt like he needed to make an effort tonight as he was taking Jordyn out on their first proper date. He'd chosen a simple formal shirt and a plain pair of trousers, so it was still pretty casual but smart, and had even put on a dash of cologne. James was nervous, his palms were clammy and his heart rate was quicker than normal. They'd been dating for about 4 weeks, but he still felt a little anxious when it came to stuff like this, as he'd never been good at it.

He pulled some shoes on and turned off the music, and left the room, closing the door behind him with a click. The house was still new to him, but it hadn't taken long to find the quickest way to Jordyn's room, a place where he liked to spend most of his time. He felt his phone buzz, as he arrived outside Jordyn's door. Checking it, the time said it was 7.55pm and he was supposed to be here at 8pm. He didn't want to knock, as she was probably doing some last minute adjustments to her outfit, so being James, he decided to sit down and wait, his back pressed against the wall. He scrolled through twitter and chuckled to himself at some of the tweets he was getting. '@ughitsjamesc good luck with your date tonight! xxx' one read, and was about to write a reply when he heard the door open.

James paced up and down Jordyn's bedroom, letting the news that she was pregnant sink in. Shock was the first thing that he felt rush through him, so much so that he didn't know what to say. His thoughts swirled around in his head so fast that he was starting to feel dizzy. What would his parents think? He bit down on his lip and ran a hand through his hair, before going and sitting down on the bed. He knew he'd been quiet for too long, but there seemed to be nothing he could say to make the situation better. All he could muster was, "I love you-u" His voice breaking on the last word.

James dug through his clothes, looking for his football shirt, with a wide smile on his face, which hadn't left since he'd met Jordyn. She was tough and cool and smart and adorable, and everything he'd wanted and more. After talking to her for what felt like hours, but went so quickly, they'd arranged to meet again, but this time more competitively with a game of Soccer. For him, the Mansion could get quite dull, as they pretty much had been given the most basic of stuff, a TV, wifi for their laptops and a swimming pool, but apart from that, it was easy to get bored. That was why he tried to get out as much as possible and see more of L.A. Soccer was one of his favourite sports so he had played and set up games with many of the people at the house. In fact, just a couple of days ago, he had played Tori, and lost, but he wasn't going to tell Jordyn that. Today he was feeling more confident about his game, as Jordyn was practically tiny and he would have the advantage of longer legs and being taller.

Grabbing the shirt, he pulled it on quickly, relieved that it wasn't dirty, and matched it with his football shorts. With anyone else, he probably would have worn a more casual, laid back outfit, but this was Jordyn, and he wanted to play properly, and it meant looking the part. Luckily, there was a park just round the corner from the Mansion where James had gone nearly everyday just to chill out in the sunshine, but it was also a perfect location for a game of soccer. Arriving early, James set up a crappy goal post out of a gym bag and a jacket, but it was passable. Turning round, he could see the Latino girl, and a wide grin spread across his face.