The Good Boy's Troublemaker ✓

Chapter 12 - "Brown, James Brown"

I had my shift at the pizzeria and then walked home, well to Lisa's house.

I texted Carter and apologized for whatever idiotic thing I did, but she was chilled and said that she had a great time. She also asked how I felt, but the hangover was long gone.

Carter >> I'm glad :) But we should totally hang out again! :P

Me >> Yeah :D

I didn't stalk Carter, but I looked her up. I felt bad for not remembering her, but as soon as I saw a picture of her I slowly started to remember.

I don't remember everything, only parts of it, like when I got there. I remember Piper and Flynn too.

It felt like I woke up with amnesia, never mind a hangover. I still couldn't put the pieces together of what exactly happened. I remember the water, alcohol, and music.

Bailey wasn't there, well I can't remember seeing her at all. I remember till my first sip of the beer, but after that everything was a blur.

I must say, waking up not remembering is awful. But then again, I  don't regret it. Yes, the headache was not pleasing, but I'm sure I've done things I would never ever do.

I hope a drunk James is a more ambitious one, a riskier one, more of a normal teenager.

Being me, I've never been able to be just normal, because I have so many responsibilities that I don't have time for myself.

I'm so busy with work and school that I don't get a chance to just be a normal teenager. One that is a rebel. Not afraid of anything or anyone. I just want to be a kid if it's possible.

I don't want any stress or problems.

I want to be normal.

But still crazy.

I open the front door and Bailey was watching tv in the living room, I walked past her, "Jay, I always keep my promises." I stared at her confused. "Two words. Action. Movie." The corner of my mouth lifted and I took a seat next to her.

"W-what are we watching?"

"Well, I was thinking about these," she held out DVD cases. "Now you can pick." I stared at all the movies. Then took them.

"M-mission Impossible, skip." I don't want to even know what that is about.

She gaped and punched my arm, "Hey Tom is an amazing actor."

"Pirates of the Caribbean, no. Hunger games, oh I have that one every day.
Maze Runner, I hate mazes. James Bond? Hmm... yeah, I'll go with this."

"What about the rest?" She said holding more DVDs. Terminator, Fast and Furious, and a lot more.

"H-he has a lovely name, I'll go with it." She quirks up an eyebrow, but nevertheless, she placed the disk into the player.

"I can't believe you've never watched 007 before." She mumbled, and Lisa came in with some popcorn. We thanked her and continued watching the movie.

This time I watched the movie, maybe Action is my thing? I loved the cars, and the missions, the action, and the guns. The storyline was also not too bad.