Name: Justin Ambrose.<br/>Time: Friday, 417PM.<br/>Location: Main House, Backyard.<br/>Target: Alexander, Taylor, Sherie, Open.<br/><br/>Justin had heard the roaring of a car as it pulled up to the house and he knew for certain that it was his sister Sherie getting home. Her friends were the wild sort, risky and dangerous, but as long as his sister stayed safe he didn't mind who she rolled with. It didn't take Justin long to work up a decent sweat, forcing him to shed his t-shirt and continue to practice his form. His muscles glistened with sweat, causing them to shine a little whenever the sun caught it. When Alexander emerged, he shot him a wave before continuing his practice with a hidden smile. His younger brother looked foolish in the speedo but he wasn't going to say anything out loud. As brothers, their relationship was not like what it was with their sisters. In fact, it was probably one of the few normal things about their family in that they argued, fought, and helped each other out as loyal siblings were wont to do.<br/><br/>Still practicing his long range shot, he was once again distracted by his mother emerging from the house. She was home all this time? Justin had no idea, for once he dropped off his school bag he had came straight outside. "Hi mum! I'll come swim in a bit!" He called from the courts, watching her stride to the pool. Just the sight of her seemed to get him aroused and he continued to gawk at her perfect body before it disappeared into the pool. She was more than just a mother to them, having more duties than simply nurturing them. She was a teacher and mentor to her sons and daughters both and they all looked up to her, just as they did to their father. By the appearance of their mother, it looked like the weekend fun would be starting early today, but Justin didn't want to forgo his practice for the sake of having some mother-son time. Still, it would be a good way to relax once he was tired out from his workout.<br/><br/>Music was blasting from Sherie's room, causing Justin to glance up several times to his sister's room as he shot the ball around. Smiling, he took the ball suddenly and threw it at her window, causing it to emit a loud thud upon impact. The windows were all reinforced, bullet-proof even, so it was unlikely that there would be any damage. Still, he glanced over to his mother and brother were to see if there was any rebuke coming from that end before he cupped his hands around his mouth. "Turn it down!" He called, giving a short laugh.