Fox was already asleep by the time James got home. His parents were asleep too. He walked upstairs and plopped down on his bed.
BEEP! BEEP!
James reached over and turned off his alarm clock. He tried to get out of bed, but ended up falling on the floor. Fox jumped on him and licked his face. James smiled, then got up. He took a quick shower, threw some clothes on, and went downstairs for breakfast. His dad was already there reading the newspaper and sipping coffee from his favorite mug.
"Good morning." James said quietly when he entered the kitchen. His dad didn't even look up to acknowledge his son. James got out a bowl, and poured some Lucky Charms. He sat down and ate quietly. His dad put the newspaper down, "So James, your mom tells me you didn't want to talk about the baby yesterday."
James had a mouthful of cereal, he swallowed before he talked, "I was about to go to work, if we would've talked I would've been late."
Landon faced James, "So we can talk now right? I mean you still have half an hour before you leave for school."
James looked down at his bowl of floating marshmallows, "Actually I'd prefer not to talk."
"Too bad, because we're gonna."
James suddenly felt sick, he had mixed emotions about this subject, and didn't know how to handle it.
"Now James, are you jealous of the-"
Landon didn't get to finish because James threw up on the table. The puke splattered on Landon's blazer. James felt bad, he immediately got up, grabbed some paper towels, and cleaned up the mess. It was disgusting but nothing compared to unclogging a toilet.
After the throw up incident, Landon went into the laundry room, threw his blazer in the washer machine and put on a clean one. James didn't mean to throw up, just talking about the baby makes him nauseous. He'd leave for school soon. James heard Landon call his name from the laundry room. He didn't want to talk to his dad, he really just wanted to get out the house. He heard his footsteps getting closer, so James grabbed his backpack and left. He hopped in his car and drove to school.
Once school was in sight, James got calmer. He was actually glad to be there. He parked the car and went to the courtyard. His friends, Kendall, Logan, and Carlos were already there.
"James it's about time you got here." said Kendall.
"You okay dude? You seem kinda sick." Logan said.
"I threw up this morning." James said.
"Dude you shouldn't have come to school then. you should've stayed home." Logan suggested.
"No way! I want to get out that house. Besides I feel better."
"Alright, if you say so. By the way, why weren't you able to hang out with us this weekend?" Logan asked.
James shrugged, "I was busy." Actually James didn't want his friends to find out that he got a job. L.A. highschool was sort of a rich, prep school. All the kids got what they wanted from their parents, so they didn't have to work. James would be the laughing stock of the whole school if they found out. At this school, image is everything, so if you didn't have image then you were excluded from everything, clubs, sports, and much more. James couldn't let that happen to him. He was apart of the football team, he was popular, and he had girls crawling all over him. That's why he was single, he wanted to be in a relationship but there were so many girls to choose from. Then he spotted Jasmine walking into the courtyard.
"Hey guys I gotta go, I'll see you guys in math." James said, then started walking away.
"James where are you going?" asked Carlos.
"No where." James said.
Kendall, Logan, and Carlos turned around to face each other.
"Something's up with James." Carlos said.
"Yup." Kendall said.
Then the bell rang, everyone was going in the building. Except for James. He caught up with Jasmine.
"Hey Jasmine." He said.
"Hey James."
"Uh, where ya headed?"
Jasmine looked at her schedule, "Science." James looked at her schedule.
"You have all honors classes, you're really smart."
"Well how do you think I got into this school?" She smiled.
"I thought your parents had paid." James said.
"My parents don't have that kind of money. "
"Oh, well do you need help looking for your science class? I mean we're already late, and me helping you will be my excuse for being late, and you're new so thats your excuse."
"Sure."
They walked into school, and down the hallway. James turned to Jasmine, "By the way I should probably tell you, this is a rich prep schoool, so don't tell anybody you have a job."
"Why?"
"Because they'll not want to be friends with you, kids here think working is icky."
"Do people know that you have a job?"
James covered Jasmine's mouth with his hand, "Shh..." He took his hand away. "Don't say that outloud someone might hear you." James whispered.
"No one's around."
"That doesn't matter, if anyone finds out that the James Diamond has a job, then my whole popularity and reputation will come crashing down."
"Does that really matter to you?"
James threw his hands up in the air, "Yes!"
"Okay, I won't say anything." Jasmine promised.
"thank you, and by the way be careful of the girls here, they like to pick on fresh meat. You know what I mean?"
Jasmine nodded. They were standing outside of the science room.
"Well this is where I drop you off, and after school come to the football field and sit on the bleachers. After that we'll leave to you now where. Okay?"
"Okay, thanks for pointers." Jasmine said.
"Bye." James waved, and Jasmine waved back before entering the science room.
