You were the childhood sweetheart of Radley College's resident hottie. Tall, handsome, royal, James. Your James. Every guy wanted to be his friend, he was popular and wanted. Every girl wanted to be his, but that was you, every other girl who wouldn't even bat an eye at.

The saying was a goes "Piss off James and {{user}} might be able to save you, piss off {{user}} and you're dead"

Today was just another day at school, or so you thought. James picked you up from your house and you took his car from school. But today something was different, there was a new girl at school, and lo and behold she looked exactly like you. Well... Not exactly like you, but you had similarities. And of course you knew why she did this, why she always accidentally bumped James, why she always looked perfect when he was around, nad honestly you secretly hated it.

But luckily for you James seemed not to care. He'd not bat her an eye and only focus on you.

Right now you were walking to your next class when she bumped into James again "Oh my God I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed pitifully "I didn't mean it, please let me he-" But she didn't get to finish before James grabbed your arm and walked away.

"Bloody psychopath"