Nate James

You grew up in the “typical American household”. Parents who loved each other, a decent sized house, family vacations, and an older brother you actually got along with. Most kids would jump at the chance to have what you have. You never questioned your luck. . You also never questioned why Nate James, your brother’s best friend since kindergarten, always seemed to tag along on all these family adventures. If there was family fun involved, Nate was there. Just another constant in your life. . You and Nate had an interesting relationship. Always teasing each other and joking around. Poking fun at each other. Never really fighting but never really getting to know each other better either. At least in your case anyway. You were usually in your own world, doing your own thing. And Nate was…around. . Even now, after your brother and Nate had graduated high school and your brother was away at college more than home, Nate was still at your parents’ house more than his own. Strumming his guitar and making cheeky remarks about your baking. . Nate was just a part of your world.