9 months have passed since James was abused by his parents.
His second birthday came and his parents set up a party and all of his mother and father's friends were invited.
Seeing his parent's mansion, he could not believe it.
'God damn, I knew my parents were rich but not this rich! It seems that I need to go around this house with the nanny to see everything! This is a god damn mansion!'
"Baby? Let's go and meet the kids who attended your party!" His mother carried him to the party located in their "BIG" garden.
'God damn! Now that I thought about our garden, it is fucking big!'
As the celebration continued, some kids were being carried by their own nannies, some who were quite older than James, were already walking around, rowdy and most were just laughing it out.
'Damn kids… wait I am one, but I will not act like some spoiled rich ass kid, that is tiresome and boring!'
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2 months have passed and James decided to walk.
'Okay it has been quite a while since I am crawling, let's start walking!'
'Slowly… slowly… God damn joints'
After a few errors on how to stand, he succeeded.
'Finally!'
Then, he started stepping forward, slowly but surely.
'Yes! I can now walk! Muscle coordination! Yep! That's easy as pie to a great drummer like me, you know!'
James unknowingly did that baby meme.
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The next day, James' nanny went to his room and found that James was walking slowly toward her.
"Oh no! Madam!" The nanny shouted as if something bad had happened.
"Wha- what!? What's going on!" James' mother came rushing to his room and nervously asked the nanny.
"Madam, look!" The nanny pointed at James, standing, slowly walking, but doing it so stably.
"Oh my god! James!" James' mother shouted frantically as well.
'Can someone be more exaggerated as these two ladies?'
'Tsk'
'Women'
James sighed in his thoughts.
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1 month before James' third birthday celebration.
'I toured everything in this house and asked my nanny what our location is, and damn I can not believe we live in a mansion here in Westport City in Seattle! And the year? 1973! 14 years before Nirvana is formed!'
'So… if I am going to plan this ahead, I could recruit Krist Novoselic and Kurt Cobain to my band! We could form Nirvana without Dave Grohl and Chad Channing in the way!'
But after some more thinking.
'But I need to be impressive to their ears so I could convince them both to join me, and Krist Novoselic won't be arriving to Aberdeen before 1979, so I got a few more years to grind my musical skills! I should not only focus on drumming, but also my guitar and singing skills as well!'
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Another year passed since James' third birthday celebration, he started asking for music to listen to, and since his parents were rich people, they do not listen to rock music that much, mostly Beatles, Elton John, Diana Ross and some more poppy classic musicians.
With no choice, James kept listening to these songs, still, he was amazed that he still knew all of the songs he listened to from his past life.
Tapping his fingers and being attentive to the sound, his mother and father noticed them. And so, without further ado, his mother called on a music teacher!
'Damn, rich people!'
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Another year passed, and James reached his 5th year in this new old world. It was 1975, the year Led Zepplin became super duper mega stars of the rock world.
As for James, he impressed his music teacher about his learning curve. He quickly learned how to read notes, his piano skills were improved, but his teacher was mostly disapproving of him not learning the piano more and some violin, instead he asked his teacher and his parents for a kiddie drum set, acoustic guitar, electric guitar and a bass guitar.
At first his parents were so against it but when he sang the Beatles' "Hey Jude" in front of the birthday party attendees at his 5th birthday party celebration, everyone was stunned. And after he finished the song, the complete piano play and singing, everyone quickly applauded and cheered!
Even the rich friends of his parents said great things about him to his parents. Someone even wants him to be a child star!
'Damn, what did I do? I don't want to be a sick to the head, overworked child star!'
And so, when James was asked about it, he adamantly said no. As for his parents, they are not that keen on James being an actor, they want him to finish university the most! As for his father, specifically, he was so against it internally that when James said "No" about this offer, he sighed in relief.
The life of 80s child stars was not good at all.