James was sat in his room thinking things over. He wanted to go on this mission, because it would probably turn out to be his last as his career at CHERUB was almost at its end. But could he face infiltrating his mum's old theft empire? He toyed with these ideas for a good few hours in his room until Bruce came in asking what the hell he'd been doing.
"James, where in the name of bejesus have you been?"
"Sorry Bruce, just been thinking"
"What about? Never knew you were the thinking type, eh James?" giving James a friendly prod as he walked in. If anyone else had said that to James they would have been asking for a good kicking, but Bruce, despite being a lot smaller and scrawny, could still kick his arse, and so James just gave him a friendly shove back.
"Get lost Bruce" said James, smiling.
"Seriously though, you never spend this long in your room unless you're sleeping, what's up?"
"Been given a new mission"
"Mate, what's so bad about that? We're all scrounging for missions now; you should count yourself bloody lucky!"
"Did I ever tell you that before my mum died and I came here, she ran one of the biggest theft empires in London?" Yeah, well a mission came up to infiltrate and take it down because they are now rumoured to be arms dealing and drug smuggling too…"
"Shit man… and they picked you out to do it?"
"Mmhm"
"Shhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttt…"
"Think I should do it?"
"I think you should, man, I'm not particularly great when it comes to advice but the last thing I want is to look back at Cherub and think to myself 'I wish I did that mission', you may not get another mission here at Cherub, so I'd take it…"
"But what about my mum? Would she really want me to do this?"
"She'd want you to do what's right" putting his arm on James' shoulder.
"Okay, I'll go see Zara tomorrow and tell her I'm up for it…"
"Youuu dirty git…." said Bruce, smacking James on the shoulder.
"Only you Bruce, only you…." Said James as Bruce left his room.
It had just gone 9 so James decided to go down into the weights room to make himself tired. After a few hours with free weights he got bored and went back to his room to flop onto his bed. He flicked on the TV and changed through the channels but nothing interesting was on so he flicked it off and turned his light out.