Love, When You Least Expect It (Teenage Love Story) [NOVEL]

It was the morning of January 4th, 2001. It had been a long dreary Winter break for James Martin. Who didn't have any interest knowing today was the first day of school after staying in, and hanging around his friends for two weeks. He seemed to not have any care what so ever, about his, or anyone else's future. One thing for sure though. The boy was full of trouble. The rebel, every girl in the heart of Phoenix, Arizona wanted to be with. Though, he walked through every street, every neighborhood, breaking hearts. It made people wonder why he never stayed with any girl. No matter who she was. She could be the most prettiest, most popular girl in school, and nobody could tell how he really felt. He seemed to always take break ups very well, while the girl hanged on to the rope, just balling her eyes out. The only time he looks happy, is when he's with his buds. Nobody knew what the heck went on in his life. Neither did they knew what went on in James Martin's mind.
As his alarm clock went off. He woke up in alert, and leaned up forward in his bed, with messy, honey colored, wavy hair. He could smell the burning bacon, and aunt Jemima brand pancakes coming from the kitchen. His mother, katherine, and his favorite brand of pancakes. From his bed, he got up, and began to search for clothes to wear on the first day of school. For other senior boys his age. They would give a lot of thought into what to where on the first day of school. In James's mind, it didn't matter of course. He never cared to wear flashy clothes. All he wore, was a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of old shoes of course. Girls wouldn't just look at the clothes he was wearing though. It was pretty much mostly everything involved around his head.
The baggy eyes, messy wavy hair. Which had a style of it's own when he felt like dealing with it. Just about everything about him, was what made girls fall for him. The first time they would lay eyes on him, it was like they couldn't resist looking at the bad boy. That was another reason why girls wanted him so badly. it was this reckless, bad boy behavior, that drew attention to him from all kinds of girls.
He walked up to his closet, and pulled out a plain white t-shirt, and jeans, that had a teared up spot. He looked in the mirror, to check how his hair looked, and noticed it was quite messy. So he moved his fingers through just to make it look even more messier, but still had style in a way. All he thought about was who was the next girl, he was planning on going after. Right then, he realized he was forgetting something. His laced up, shady brown boots, was of course what he was forgetting. He could hear his mom yelling "OUGH!" after burning her arm, while making his and her breakfast.
Before, he went downstairs, to eat. James couldn't forget to brush his teeth. So he walked to the restroom, Which was two doors down from his room. He grabbed his dark blue tooth brush, that was reserved in a white container, set aside by the sink, and began brushing in a quick pace. Not to mention. James actually had perfect teeth. Not one tooth was crooked, and they didn't ever look yellow. Right when his mom called him down to eat. He had already finished brushing his perfect teeth.
"I'm coming down mom!" he called out back. Katherine was placing one burnt pancake on his plate, and set it on the medium size, copper brown colored table, which had only two chairs. Katherine had already made her own pancake, and began eating. As James sat down on his chair. "Thank you mom." James then picked his fork off the white, silked, napkin, that was flattened, on the side of his plate. While, James was eating, Katherine