Prologue
Luke walked into his form room on yet another dull Monday morning. His form tutor Miss Reynolds walked in, looking as tired and grumpy as all the pupils in her form. Following her into the room was a stocky blonde boy. The boy sat down on an empty seat near the back of the class. Miss Reynolds cleared her throat, in an attempt to get the classes attention. The noisy din which was Monday morning registration continued, and Miss Reynolds only managed to get their attention by yelling at them to shut up. As soon as the classroom was relatively quiet, miss Reynolds introduced the class to the boy at the back of the class,
'This is James McLurin, he will be joining us this time, I would like you all to make him feel welcome, Luke as you're going to be sharing all of your lessons with James, you can show him to his lessons.'
Luke was usually a shy teenager, so although he was embarrassed to be singled out in front of the class, he was pleased to have someone to talk to.
James sat back down, and leaned over the aisle,
'Hey mate, thanks for offering to show me the ropes round here' James said.
'It's nothing!' Luke said
Over the next few weeks, as Luke grew to like James, he invited James round to his house, little did he know that all James was doing was infiltrating his house, and gleaning as much about Lukes dad from Luke as he could.