This story is based upon French-charlotte's fan fic "The past story Enjoy.
I am G McCloud. Son of the famous James McCloud. I looked just like my dad and my brother. I am about two years younger than Fox but I am just as smart.
I woke up. My head was spinning. When things got into focus I realized two things one that there were bottles from fox's party in my room. And what a party it was beer, pizza and every one of our friends.
"Damn it" I said " dad is gonna think I drank all of this"
The second thing I noticed was it was 12:36.
"Shit and now he is going to be pissed at the fact I'm late for school."
Just then I heard a voice
"Fox James McCloud get your lazy ass out of bed." Yelled dad.
"Dad is going to be more pissed at fox than at me" I chuckled "there has to be at least ten times more bottles in there than in my room. And he and his pal Bill actually drank them."
After I got ready dad opened the door.
"Dad" I said looking at the empty bottles of beer "dad I swear that I didn't drink any of it" I knew though that I had two that night but I put them under my bed in my room.
"Don't worry G I know you didn't drink any." I breathed a sigh of relief "just put them in recycling"
"Ok dad. Say do you know-"
"where your carrier is?"
" Ya, do you?"
" By the door on a hanger"
"Thanks dad"
"Oh and you might want to take the two bottles you drank out from under your bed" he said as he left.
"How does he do it?" I said