James POV
The crazy lunatics still led by Migs were still laughing. It really doesn't have this one's mind, it's all stupid things inside his brain. I just gasped.
Whats wrong with her? Is he mad at me? Is he annoyed, did I say something bad? Tsk why bother anyway? Who is she to think? I tilted my head to my thoughts.
I just thought quietly, my forehead still furrowed. And my eyes, still narrow. I don't understand, I'm disgusted. Did she hate me? I could not help but ask myself again. I just gasped.
I guess I gasped loud, "What a sigh bro?" Michael asked me.
"Oh, nothing." I just said.
"Bro relax, she's gonna be mine soon." He said this idiot winked at me at the same time.
"MIGS!?" The three men reached against him.
"Hey! You're not joking anymore. It hurts dude." He said while smiling caressing his nape.
"Will that's not a good joke." Daniel said.
"Your so killjoy really is, It still hurts." He still complained.