~ Thomas' POV ~
Dang. James is actually kinda ripped. Why does that surprise me? I guess I always thought he was the kind of guy who would lay on the couch watching anime all day. I mean, not that I don't do that from time to time, but it just kinda caught me off guard. I think I even drooled a little. Gah, shut up, Thomas! Think of something else. Macaroni. Now I'm hungry. Just then, I hear James' bedroom door open and he comes out in a blue tank and jeans. He walks over to me and turns to look at the clock.
"So, it's 10:00 right now. What time do you wanna get there?" He asked.
"Oh um, I think somewhere around 11:30."
"Alright. Why?" He asked, turning to me with a suspicious look.
"Why, what?" I said, getting visibly nervous.
"Why such a specific time?" He started walking towards me. "What are you planning, Jefferson?" I backed up.
"Planning? Nothing! I'm not, I mean-"
"Hey I'm just joking, man. Relax a bit," he laughed, looking a little nervous. He patted me on the shoulder.
"Oh, right. Of course." If there's one thing I knew at this point, it's that this plan was not going to work.
Note: Still going on with the short chapters. By the way, when school starts, I'll be less active. Sorry about that.
To be honest, I don't really know if I like this story. What do you think?
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Red In The Face (Jeffmads fluff)
FanfictionJames gets roped into being taught how to Rollerblade by his best friend, Thomas. UH OH, but little does he know that Thomas has something else planned. (Slight angst warning)
