Isabelle's pov
I rode my bike home shaking like the last time. I had the time of my life throwing balloons around with him, actually at him. I immediately went straight over to Sam's house to tell her what I had done.
I ran to her door knocking violently. I saw that the believe I wrote on my hand from a few days ago was fading away. I knew I didn't want to just stop writing it on my hand so I had to think of something else to write on my hand. Sam came to the door confused why I had been so excited.
"Sam, Sam, Sam! There is so much to tell you! Come outside! Lets go!" I shout running down to her trampoline. I felt the wind on my wet clothes as I jumped up on her trampoline.
"Why are your clothes all wet? What's your problem?" She asked trying to calm me down.
"The house! I saw Jacob! He was there and... And..." I tried to say but I ran out of breath yet again.
"Woah, woah, woah. Jacob moved to that house, Jacob Sartorius?" She asked suprised.
"Ya! It's crazy to think and you probably think I'm a psycho but I swear to god I'm not. That's why my clothes are all wet! We were throwing balloons at each other and I have proof! Look at the red marks!" I exclaimed as I lift up my shirt so she could see my hip.
"That's so cool! Dang I swear your world is amazing! How did it go?" She asked wanting to know more.
"When I left you the other day I rode to that house the next day and saw a boy and it was him. He told me to come over the next day and I nearly fainted. So we were just throwing water balloons at each other. It wasn't just fun because it was Jacob. We laughed and smiled and yaaaasss!" I screamed.
"You really got to try to get with him. It will be perfect!" I knew she liked this subject because she was jumping around.
"I highly doubt he would like me more than a friend Sam. He probably thinks I'm an overly obsessed fan girl," I laughed.
"Good luck with getting him. I got a softball game so I gotta blast!" She said as she jumped off the trampoline and into her car. I ran back to my house ready to tell my parents.
"Yo fam!" I shout.
"How did it go?" My dad asked.
"We were throwing balloons at each other and we were laughing. It was a really good time."
"When are we gonna meet him?" My mom questioned. I really wanted them to meet him because they didn't notice how nice of a kid he was.
"I think tomorrow he is coming over. I'm going to try to persuade him to go on younow with me."
"Alright. And maybe on Saturday we can meet the parents? If he is going to the same school as you it might be benifical to meet them," my dad said. Lets go! I want them to meet the parents too!
"We can talk tomorrow. I feel so dirty so I'm going to hop in the shower. I will come out for dinner after the shower." I wanted to take a shower and think. Think about how much I appreciated this day.Jacob's pov
I got in my house feeling good. Even better I was feeling persuaded. I think I just might have found the perfect girl. She was so positive and I love to see that on girls. I needed to talk to someone about all of this. It was overwhelming to keep it to myself. I grabbed my phone and facetimed Bryce, who makes youtube videos and musical.lys.
"What's up man?" Bryce said as he picked up.
"So I moved," I revealed as I walked around my room.
"I heard. How is it working out?"
"I called you because I met a fangirl that I potentially might like. I mean really like," I stated trying to notice I needed help.
"Dang. At least you know she likes you too. I would start by hanging out with her and getting to know her more. I think tomorrow you should go over to her house and meet the family, and don't forget you need to have a good first impression to her parents. Also, why are you soaked?"
"Because I was throwing water balloons at Isabelle, the girl that I like. She has the best energy in the world. I have a bunch of red marks on me from today!" I laughed revealing the red marks on my stomach.
"It looks like you had a fun time. So lets start with meeting the family and go from there," he instructed.
"Thanks bryce. I just don't know what to do amd your a bit older than me so ya."
"Well I will talk to you tomorrow."
"Peace out!" I said as I ended the call. I walked downstairs telling my mom what I would do tomorrow.
"That girl was nice. What do you think Jacob?"
"I thought she was nice. She sure was funny," I chuckled.
"Maybe you want to go over there tomorrow? I'm glad your meeting new people so quickly," she smiled.
"Ya, I'm going to meet her family. It should be fun." I needed to have manners when I go over there because I have to get accepted by her family if I want the chance to even be with her. I walked upstairs to go to the shower. As I got in I pondered in how I would make friendly conversation with her parents.
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Believe
Teen FictionIsabelle, your average boy crazy teen becomes obsessed with musical.ly famous Jacob Sartorius. She would write believe on her hand for months to meet Jacob, but as the summer started to arrive, she lost her hope in meeting him. When August comes tho...