#james townsend

Director: James Townsend

Stars: Kyle Blitch, Ronnie Kroell, Sean Paul Lockhart...

A group of college boys, bored with the every day "gay life" of LA, decide to skip Pride weekend in exchange for a camping trip in the woods. Quickly overcome with boredom in their new surroundings, the boys venture into a game that ultimately unleashes the vengeful spirit of a local legend known as Malice Valeria. Overcome by her deadly plan of tainted love and her thirst to take back what was lost long ago, the boys must now band together before they fall victim to the poisons of a broken heart.

This movie’s cover reminds me of YA supernatural books because of its’ font. The main asset of this movie is all the hot guys that star in it. The first part of the movie is more like a comedy, while the second half is more horror. It’s a strange mix. I liked the first half better, while the horror and supernatural elements in the second half didn’t quite sit with me. I think it looked a little bit trashy TBH, but maybe that’s what the producer was aiming for.

She wasn't mad at Oliver and completely understood where he was coming from but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. She had fallen head over heels in love with him and where did that end her up at? She had everything else in the world, but she wanted Oliver.

At school, everyone looked at her like it was her fault. There were rumors that her and James had never broken and that she had been cheating on Oliver the whole time. The rumors hurt more than what had actually happened; what if Oliver believe them? He knew what James had done and how he had treated her.

Andrew hated seeing his little sister like this and it almost made him want to go over to Oliver's and give him a piece of his mind, but Andrew also saw where Oliver was coming from-which made Andrew want to punch James. He knew that Kerry would never cheat on Oliver. The teenager had confided in her older brother about what she had felt for her now ex-boyfriend.

Oliver wondered what he could do-to him, his life was over. He had fallen in love with Kerry when he first set eyes on her, now he wasn't so sure. He still loved her but couldn't take the risk of her hurting him again. He wondered if Kerry had meant it when she had told him that she loved. 

He had started to believe the rumors-how could he not? Kerry and James had been perfect together-despite the abuse. It only made since that they wouldn't truly break up-but then again Kerry had told Oliver that she truly hated James. Oliver was starting the believe that everything that Kerry had ever told him was a lie.

"Never had a reason to go."

"You mean blondie whose always on your arms hasn't dragged you to any dances?"

"You mean Michelle?"

"Yeah."

"No, she wanted to, but she never did."

"I guess I'm pretty lucky then," Kerry told him with a smile as she leaned into lightly kiss him, placing her cup of water of the table.

"Yes you are."

"Kerry!" Dianne called out, running in to the cafeteria. "Come dance with us." Kerry looked over at Oliver with a shrug. 

"I guess I have to go." He smiled. 

"Go have fun, I'll go find Aaron and Sam." She smiled and got up. Oliver was defiantly wasn't like James. He let her go off and spend time with her friends while James just kept her to his side.

"He's a goo choice Kerry," Dianne stated as they walked across the hallway, causing the blonde to smile.

"I know he is." Kerry looked up as they entered the gym and saw James which caused her hearbeat to quicken.

"Who asked James?"

"Some crazy girl. She's a sophomore, name's Rachel. "

"Why would anyone want to bring James to a dance?"

"Because they still see the jockey handsome quarterback and not the douchebag boyfriend is actually is. " Kerry laughed as they met up with Mazz.

"It's so nice of you to join us, lovebird." Kerry blushed and shrugged her shoulders. 

"He's different."

"Who is?" James questioned as he walked over to them, his arms wrapping around Kerry's waist, pulling her close to him. Kerry pushed herself away from him but he just tightened his grip on her.

"Why does it matter to you?" Dianne questioned, crossing her arms. 

"I just need to size up my competition."

"What competition? I'm not taking you back," Kerry told him, still trying to pry her way out of his grasp. James shook his head, pulling her closer to him before kissing her. In the moment, Kerry's world turned upside down. Oliver stood at the entrance of the gym. As Kerry pushed James away, Oliver started to run, tears in his eyes. Kerry looked at James and smacked him. "Why did you do that?"

"Because you're mine, Kerry."

"Kerry!" Same yelled, running over to her. "Oliver just ran out-crying." Kerry sighed, smacked James again before running out of the gym and into the parking lot, finding Oliver walking to his car.

"Olly!" She called out, running over to him.

"Don't call me that," he hissed, turning to look at her with tears in his eyes and wet marks on his cheeks. "How could you do that to me?"

"Do what?" she questioned, her eyes wide. Oliver scoffed. 

"Like you don't know."

"I don't!"

"You kissed James!"

"He kissed me! I pushed him away!" She exclaimed, tears coming into her eyes.

"I thought you loved me," he nearly whispered, looking down, tearing running down his face.

"I do love you."

“We did,” he told her before turning his back to her to walk to his friends. Kerry shook her head, taking a hold on and pulling it towards her. He stumbled backwards, but soon caught his balance. “What the hell Kay?”

“I told you we need to talk.”

“About?” he questioned, raising his eyebrow.

“Us.”

“What about us?” he questioned, dumbfounded. “I thought we were good.”

“No, we’re over James,” she told him before turning on her heel, walking away from him.

“No, Kerry! I love you!”

“Fuck you,” she called out as she walked away. She didn’t cry, she didn’t care anymore. Kerry knew that she could do better than him. Every girl wanted him and now he could have them. Somewhat laughing to herself, she climbed the stairs two-by-two.

“Hey Kerry,” Oliver called out as Kerry walked past him. She stopped and turned on her green Converse clad heel to look at him.

“Hey,” she told him as she walked over to where he stood at his locker. “What’s up?”

“How’s the arm?” he questioned, gesturing to her left arm that was covered up by her infamous leather jacket. The black jacket-which she had bought after she inherited eighteen thousand from her mother once she turned eighteen- was always on her body or draped over desk chair.

“It still hurts,” she answered, moving to hold her arm against her stomach. “But it’s getting better.”

“That’s good,” he responded as he got his script of his locker and closed the green door. “Did you do it yet?”

“Break up with him?”

“Yeah.”

“I just did.”

“And how do you feel?” Oliver questioned as he started to walk down the hallway. Kerry shrugged slightly as she followed next to him.

“Fine, better even.” He looked over at her and smiled.

“Good.” They walked in silence down the loud, crowded hallway until Oliver stopped outside a classroom door. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck as she stopped. “Kerry…uh,” he started, looking down at the tile of the hallway. She looked at him before moving her broken arm to place her hand on his arm. He looked up and smiled softly at her. “I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime,” he muttered quietly.

“Oh,” she whispered, looking down.

“If you don’t want to, I understand, you just out of bad relationship.” She shook her head slowly while rubbing his arm. He looked up at her.

“I would love to,” she whispered, looking up at him. Oliver smiled brightly, his heart jumping up and down with joy.

“Really?” he questioned, his happiness shown in his voice. Kerry laughed slightly and moved her arms to wrap around his neck.

“Really,” she repeated, smiling at him. Oliver looked down at her, smiling as his brown eyes met her blue ones, their height difference noticeable for once.

“How does tomorrow sound?”

“Perfect,” she whispered as the bell rang. Oliver forced himself to pull away from her but lightly kissing her forehead before disappearing into a classroom. Kerry smiled to herself as she joined the flow of the other students.

She entered her French class with a sigh, spotting Mazz standing next to her desk.. “What are you doing?” The blonde asked as she walked over to her desk, slipping herself into her seat as her bag hit the ground at her feet.

“A little birdy told me that you broke up with James and have a new boy toy,” Mazz told her, pushing herself on to Kerry’s desk. She shrugged, leaning back in her chair.

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“Someone is sassy today.”

“No, I’m irritated.”

“You don’t have to take it out on me, plus since when have you had feelings for the soccer kid?”

“He has a name,” Kerry told her best friend as she bent over to get her French book out of her bag. Mazz rolled her eyes. “He came over after I got back from the hospital yesterday.”

“Is he the reason you broke up with James?” Kerry sighed and looked up at her friend.

“No Mazz. My broken arm would be the reason I broke up with James.”

“So why are you going out with Oliver?”

“Mazz, we haven’t even had our first date yet! We’re not technically dating yet.” Mazz blew her hair out of her face, shaking her head.