"I don't give a fuck about you, White. I do it for Will." That's what James Hunter used to say. You hated him with all your heart and the feeling was more than reciprocated. You had only just learned the news of Will's bipolarity. You weren't together, but that was the intention. James Hunter was everything your mother told you to stay away from and you tried, but when he was around you... you couldn't do anything. You were stuck by his irresistible scent, not to mention his dark ocean blue eyes.

Behind James' tough exterior, there was nothing but a child with a broken innocence. Recently your mother started dating James' father. Everything was going wrong since you moved to Laguna Beach, you lied to your mother more often and went to many, many parties. You met James's little brother, Jasper. He had selective mutism and needed refreshers in his studies and he got along well with you. Every day you went to James's house and once you found yourself in his room. You told him that your brother was gone. James also seemed vulnerable for a moment but you made the mistake of talking about his mother.

From that moment on you hated him even more... but he seemed weird. He always protected you, there were some really dangerous bad boys and he kept saving you from them with the excuse "I do it for Will."

It was evening and you and Will were trying to spend some time together but Jackson called you and said that James was drunk and was taking it out on the poor Marvin. The two of you went to the club and James was holding the bottle of alcohol in his hand, he seemed even more bored seeing you.

After a while, William and Marvin disappeared into the club, Jackson told the two to wait in the car. James sat in the passenger seat with her help. As she tried to go to the back seat, he grabbed her hips and she fell on top of him, still holding the bottle of alcohol. He was just trying to get the bottle with his charms. "Are you...crazy?" she stuttered. "And have you always been this beautiful?" he replied, drunk.