*not really sure what to call the book yet any suggestions welcome I don't care if their cheesy either*
Chapter one: Caught
Ring,ring The phone paused for second before continuing. Jack pulled himself out of bed, pulled his phone out of his jeans and went turn on the computer before answering it. "ello" Jack said not really paying much attention as he fiddled to light a cigarette in his mouth. "Hey Jack it's Mira" A light warm voice said. Jack took the smoke out of his mouth. So he could talk to his girlfriend "hey Mira, I swear you were going round Emily's what changed?"
"oh she got a bit drunk and went off with Danny to some cheap hotel room to do well you know" She replied through the phone. "Bad choice, AID's here I come for her"
"shut up, Danny doesn't have AID's".
"Yes he does, why does no one believe me when I say that, it's true". Jack could here unbelieving laughter from the phone. "Jack you started that rumour so that people would stop having sex with him, we all no that silly competition you have with him, Ur who can ave the most sex with different girls" She finished with putting on a boyish voice.,
" Fine, fine so what he's winning six, four including Emily, the slut"
"shut up Jack I know you don't like her but she's my best friend"
"I don't like her because she's a slut".
"shut up Jack, I was gonna ask you if you wanted to see a rubbish movie, you know like Twilight but now that your cussing my friend maybe I'll just hang u...."
"no no no please Mira I won't cuss Emily for the rest of the week, I really wasting my puppy dog face but oh well"
"fine I forgive you, meet at four p.m at the odeon"
"yeah great remember I told Emily she's a slut" Jack said and heard some giggling before the phone hanged up. Jack went back to lighting his cigarette he poked his toe at the curtain and opened it. As usual it was raining typical Britain.
Jack sat smoking his fifth cigarette waiting for his Two friend who were sleeping on the sofa to wake up. Jack liked his two friend who were slouched on the sofa but he had to admit they were kinda of pussies, Last night they'd had two drinks and they were hammered Jack had had twice as many and didn't feel anything but Jack had to take them home typical. Jack looked over to James he was normal height with black hair and a stupid moustache "Christ Jack I must of had like 8 drinks I feel hammered"
"you had two hard man" Jack said mockingly putting out his cigarette when he turned back to James he looked pissed off "what the hell are you doing smoking in my mums house if she smells it she'll go mad"
"don't lose you head mate just spray some oust around here it covers up the smell real good" Jack said not really caring if James mum got mad,. James was always getting yelled at for some reason or the other. Jack casually pulled out another cigarette, ignoring James warning, and lit it, sucking up the smoky flavour before blowing it out in a neat little spiral. "why do you do that shit Jack? you don't even like it."
"true- your right. You know, I tried one and I got addicted."
"Yeah, and now you smoke 25 a day. 15 year old with a smoking problem- that's gonna look good on you resamay mate."
Jack laughed a little before getting up to go have a shower.
Jack walked casualy into the Odeon. He was surprised to see few people inside and no Mira. A group of five Asian blokes walked up to him; they were dressed in tracksuits and had cap's pulled over their faces. "Are you Jack?" the one in the middle said with a strong London accent.
"Na! don't know who ya talking about mate." Jack replied, playing up his irish accent. the leader sighed. "Medium height brown hair shorty long bit of an Irish accent - yeah I think you are mate."
"shit" Jack said ,pissing himself a little bit as the leader took out a worn silver gun.
