I have a very complex array of emotions, mostly maintaining my tough, overconfident, and arrogant, girl attitude in front of people and bottling my emotions up inside of me. I am able to maintain a normal attitude even under stressful situations, such as being in a room with a dangerous drug dealer with a knife. Yet, I have a heart and sometimes cannot bear the emotional burden of some events, such as after my break-up with Jake or when I discovered my grandfather was dead or else when the Circle ganged up against me (correctly) accusing me of being reckless, unconscious, dangerous, and mostly bitchy.

According to Adam this isn't the first time I’ve almost killed someone, and the rest of them had to clean it up. At the end of the day, though, I appear to be caring, nice, and loyal towards the Circle, my mother, and others I care about. I also appear to have inherited traits from my parents, such as being brave, emotionally strong, and determined.

I’m like my mother Dawn who is power-hungry, but unlike my mother I will not willingly kill innocent people to get it. I don’t like being inferior to people, and I’m jealous of Cassie, because of her dark magic that allows her to use magic outside of the circle. I'm also rude, selfish, impulsive, never thinks before acting first, never thinks everything through, never thinks of the consequences and is sarcastic. When I temporarily had the Circle's magic, I abused it and almost burned down my high school.

I was born on the 25th of February, to Dawn Chamberlain and Thomas Chamberlain, who I never met as he died in the Boatyard Fire. Despite my lack of a fatherly figure, I was close to my grandfather, Henry Chamberlain, who saved me from drowning at the age of six at his own Lake House.

In my early teens I dated Jake Armstrong till he broke my heart. It was the worst time in my life as it nearly broke me. Almost put into an asylum. Luckily I recovered, and moved on. Though I am more leery about giving my heart to anyone now.

I found out about my magic sometime before Cassie moved to Chance Harbor, Washington with the help of Diana and the others. Out of all the Circle members, I'm the one with the most ambition and I'm always searching for more power, and when I get it, use it recklessly and selfishly. I often challenge authority, especially Diana's, who I think doesn't deserve to be the leader of the Circle. I did not want the Circle to be bound initially, until my powers nearly killed someone because of it. However, I'm still looking for ways to get my solo magic back. When the Circle was unbound by the destruction of the family Crystals, I got my solo magic back and immediately began enjoying it with my best friend, Melissa.

Which of course got us into a lot of trouble, but it was fun. Everything was going good till Cassie somehow summoned her father back to Chance Harbor. At one point I thought he was my father, but he ended up being Cassie and Diana's father. Oh well after everything we went through I'm glad I'm glad I'm not a Balcoin. Come to find out he sired four more children in the two circles on the east coast. Three sons and another daughter part of his plan to make a circle of Balcoin blood and also full of Dark Magic. He has three daughters and three sons total. He was also trying to get the skull for himself. Well we definitely blocked that.

So with the thread of the other four heading this way, Diana was leaving town. Cassie full of herself in my opinion well we knew something bad was coming. Only something else happened instead on New Years Eve. I don't remember much about it, except there was like this most horrendous like earthquake. When it was over we woke up in a whole new reality. With people we didn't know. Cut off from the outside world. We have no idea what is coming next or how to get this. Only time will tell.

Jordan was grinning, and he started to say something, but got a weird look on his face as he was definitely thinking now. Images of the food were coming to mind, but he couldn’t for the life of him think of the names of the establishments the food was at. Now that he thought about it parts of it were blurry, but for the memory of the food and how it tasted. Thinking some more he let out a laugh. “Now that I think about it I can tell you the foods, but not the places.” He smirked as he chuckled a little more. “Cause we usually hit them after our pub run even though we eat a bunch while at the pub.” He was trying to piece together where they went after their pub run. He knew his wallet was usually empty the mornings after. The bar tab was only paid once a month so it hadn’t all been spent there either. “Well there is a Shepherd's pie to die for, at one of the places. Another has some excellent Applewood smoked BBQ Ribs. Oh there’s the lemon-herbed chicken that seems to melt in your mouth. There’s a sticky toffee pudding somewhere too that blows your mind.” He stopped to think some more about the food. “Josh always gets the steak and Kidney pie somewhere that’s in a bread bowl. I hate the kidney part though.” He admitted, but if it was something she liked. “Oh there’s Cornish pasties that are awesome, uhh somewhere too.” He furrowed his brow knowing they had to be here in Diagon Alley somewhere. He knew if he looked he’d recognize the place, but he still couldn’t think of the names of the places. “Hey you should join us for a pub night sometimes! Almost every one there is a Quidditch player or in the business of Quidditch. It’s not very well known in the community though to be honest. It’s been around for years though, cause my dad and his buddies used to hang out there. He’s the one who told us about it.” He grinned at her.

Jordan laughed hearing her and shook his head. He had more than his share of Quidditch things. He didn’t think he had better admit that though. Especially when he kept adding to it. Though the place where he and his brothers lived was more than big enough for it. Their friends were always crashing at their place. “Never know when something new might come in handy.” Was all he said to that. He grinned widely at her. “No definitely no lover. The youngest of the Matheson’s. Drew and Angel. Angel has her own Quidditch gear and clothes, but ours just seem to disappear and show up later with her either carrying it or wearing it. Since that’s been happening since she was little we are used to it now, and just replace it.” He shrugged since it was nothing new to him, and would probably still be happening when they were old and gray. “She’s not spoiled either. She works for what she gets the same as us boys. If she’s not thinking about Quidditch she has animals flocking to her.” He knew that could get a little overwhelming at times. He pointed over at the bookshelf in the far corner when she asked about the books. “There’s a whole section of books over there.” He grinned at her wondering if she had a one track mind when she came in here. He definitely didn’t. “Or you could come over and check out our library, and borrow some books.” He offered. He could spend hours in this store, and go back looking again seeing something he had missed the first time. Which sometimes wasn’t a good thing cause if it was something cool he’d pick it up for his siblings too. With how much he picked up he had bags full which was hard to get home then. Trying to apparate with that much stuff was unbearable. After losing some of his stuff one time he started taking the knight bus home.

“Follow me darling.” Jordan grinned when she asked about the gloves. He led her over to the gear section and pointed out the display of gloves that they had that was pretty impressive of the new brand Ollie’s Gloves. There were practically every color you could imagine there. “Ollie is a friend of mine. When he comes up with something new he has me and some others try his stuff out. After I try them out if they're good then I send whatever it is to Angel to try out at Hogwarts. If it’s not ready I let Ollie know for sure, and he works on it till he perfects it.” He explained to her. Sometimes it was a lot of fun trying out whatever Ollie came out. Other times it was disastrous. His brother Gregory had ended up at St Mungo's after one of those incidents. His mother had sent him more than one angry howler over that one. What was great was she had sent them to Ollie too telling him he better get his head on straight! “What’s awesome about these gloves too is that they come in one size, but they form to your hands after you put them on. So they are perfect then!” He said handing his items he had picked up to the clerk who came over to take them from him so he could pick up more if he wanted to. He hadn’t even noticed the girl checking him out and giving him a come hither smile.