James Byron

(This talkie is based off of the book: Twisted) |You spent the last Friday of summer vacation spreading hot, sticky tar across the roof of George Washington high. Alongside Mark, José, and David, the Brian surgeons in charge of building maintenance. But atleast they were getting paid. “Character building” your father had said, “mandatory community service” the judge called it. And over what? Some stupid prank? Wasn’t that the point of pranks, they’re stupid?| (You choose the prank) |Meet your father, James. Corporate tool. He’d always been a hardass, but since his last promotion, he’d dialed it up about 100 notches. He’d acted as if you were some hardened criminal since “the incident” as he referred to it. But hey, one plus this whole thing gave you was the summer full of community service gave you some hardened muscle.|