Ch. 1

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I walked into the café. Thats when I saw her. Olivia.My amant . I think. I can't really remember who I love.
But now you are probably wondering what is wrong with me if I can't remember who I love. So I'm just gonna start from the beginning and go ahead and tell ya that my names Jacob. Not Jake or J. Just Jacob. It annoys me when people call me something other than my real name. Well, now that that is out of the way, let me start my story...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-
I slung my arm out and hit the snooze button on my alarm clock. Just barely opening my eyes I look at the time. 6:00. I groan and shut my eyes.
Knock knock knock

"What" I say.

I hear the door open.

"GET UP JAKE!" my mom yells at me while taking the covers off of me.

I groan again and yell back "ITS JACOB! YOU NAMED ME! SO CALL ME WHAT YOU NAMED ME!"

I then rolled over and opened my eyes. Staring up at my very angry mom, I closed my eyes again.

"Get. Up." She said. She sounded like she was talking through her teeth.

"Meh"

"Jacob Lee Lafontaine. Get.Up.Now"

"Later" I roll back over on my stomach.

"Fine. No x-box for the whole month" she tried.

"Use to it. Go ahead "

"No phone for a month" she tried again.

"Cool"

"No PS anything"

"Nice"

"JACOB GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW OR I WILL HAVE YOUR FATHER COME AND DRAG YOU OUT OF IT!" She yelled.

"Why. Whats the point?"

"You need to go to school"

"Not really"

I felt her sit down on my bed next to my feet.

"Jake-"

"Jacob" I corrected her.

"Jacob. You can't just stay home forever. You need to learn. You need to socialize"

"My social life is over mom. Cody made sure of that. I can learn from myself. I can stay home forever." I roll over and sit up so that I am facing her.

"Thats not how it works sweetie " her tone of voice was soft.

"Well it should" I looked to my side.

"Well it doesn't. You need to get ready for school now" she got off my bed and went to the door. "I need you out the door by six thirty " she walked out of my room.

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