Still the One

Two weeks ago, Lauren and I had gotten iPhones and One Direction tickets. Now, we were leaving for London with 48 other students and five teachers. The first week with our school will be fun, but the next two will be where it's at.
"Ahhh! We are going to London, England!!" Lauren said as soon as we got settled into the plane.
"I know right?! I can't even believe we're actually going!!" I shrieked.
Since the plane ride was about twelve hours long, and only Disney movies were playing, Lauren and I watched Just Go With It and Beaches. Then we decided we didn't want our phones to die before we got there, so we turned them off and watched Finding Nemo with the rest of the passengers, which happens to be one of my very least favorite Disney movies.
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Lauren
We walked off the plane and Jordan screamed. Then, she started jumping around and singing Up All Night. Thankfully, everyone who came with us already knew we were crazy Directioners, so I joined in. Just imagine, two teenage girls with rolling carry-ons screaming 1D songs at the top of their lungs while jumping down! At least no one else knew us...
When we got to the hotel, we went straight to the pool- after we had changed into our favorite bikinis. The teachers decided we wouldn't do any sightseeing on the first day because it was already five o'clock and they said we could just order room service. A few other people from our school when to the pool too, but most stayed in their rooms to make up for the time difference. I don't know how many hours it is, but whatever, by the time Jordan and I are on our own, we'll be used to it. Jordan is a swimmer, so I don't even accept to it when she suggests it- she always wins!
"Marco!" Jordan calls.
"Polo!" I and three others answer. Jordan knows that they think she'll go for me, so she specifically heads for the group of three guys talking at the side of the pool. Not one of them sees her coming, she can hold her breath for almost twenty seconds. Then she pops up and taps Ben Harris on the chest. She can't see him, so that's pretty good. I and Ben's friends laugh while Ben blushes and Jordan grins.
"You're it," she says.
" I wasn't playing," Ben replies.
" You said 'polo'." She counters.
"Yeah, but," He mumbles.
"But nothing. You're it Buck-o." She laughs.
" Fine." Ben grumbles. He closes his eyes and says "Marco!"
"Polo," Jordan, Ben's friends, and I answer. This game was more fun when it wasn't just me and Jordan. When it was just the two of us, I could never get Jordan and she didn't even have to say "polo" that much because she was always underwater.
"Hey guys!" I called. They all looked my way. " Wanna have a race?"
"Sure," they looked at each other and nodded. I looked at Jordan, and she took this as her cue.
" Alright, two laps, down and back, touch and go if you need to, I guess we'll swim freestyle. No walking, no touching the bottom, no stopping. Like the Olympics, but easier, kay?" The annoyance Jordan spoke with was very evident to me, but I guess not to the boys who didn't know she was a swimmer. They probably just thought she was being competitive.
"Hey," Ben's brother Adam said. " Who will start? And are we diving?"
" I will start, and no, we're not diving. It's only six feet deep. Got it?" Jordan said.
The five if us made our way to the shallow end of the pool. We placed one hand and one foot against the wall.
"Take your mark! Go!" Jordan said like an official. I had been to some of her meets and seen how it was done. She was pretty good at imitating them.
We all freestyled down the pool, Jordan with a strong lead, I knew she would win, but the boys didn't. I looked up after crossing the middle line of the pool to see Jordan finished and Ben reaching for the wall. He's pretty good!
I had no doubt in my mind Jordan had been timing us. So when she gave us our times, I was surprised to find Ben only five seconds after Jordan, and me five after him. But to Jordan, five seconds was way to much. She said the pool was actually only about twenty yards, not even the length of a regular competition pool, so all her times were considerably lower. She was wearing goggles though, an advantage the others and I didn't have, and one she couldn't swim without.
After the race, we all said goodnight and headed up to our respective rooms. Jordan and I were with two other girls we didn't particularly care for, and the room only had two queens, so the two of us had to share a bed, which was usually what we did for sleepovers, but it was really different this time. Especially because neither of us had parents right through the wall. We had never been this far from home before without our parents. But it would be okay. We'll have fun!

Notes

So this chapter is kind of weird...