2. Jake From Statefarm

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Mike- Age 14

Elijah- Age 15

Nicki- Age 19

Jeremiah- Age 18

August- Age 19

If you guys are confused with their ages, just leave a comment. I might've made them older.

Also, to all of my readers. If you're reading this and you haven't read Summer Camp (the first book), you will be confused as hell. Every event in this book relates to it. So just read the first book before u read this one if you dont want to be confused

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*Jacob*

I was sitting in the dining room watching everyone dance, trip over, fight and do whatever drunk people usually do.

It was almost 12 in the morning and I was sitting on the couch at a random house party smoking some dope. I had no idea who any of these people were. Sherida asked me to come here.

She said it was for one of her friend's birthday. Not to be a party wreck, but I know good and well I shouldn't be at a drinking party. Let alone be out of the house after 12AM.

"Why you not dancing, Jakey? Come on! Join us!"

I shook my head.

"This aint my thing."

I only came here because she asked me to. I'm not a big fan of parties.

I watched a couple of girls argue over some ugly ass boy. What the hell made him walk in here looking like somebody cut a Mc'Donalds logo by his forehead??

I stood up and walked out to the balcony. It had a big ass ground pool and there were huge white lights surrounding it.

I took off my shoes and my clothes, leaving me in just shorts and I jumped right in. The water was so damn cold. I stood up in the pool and brushed my wet hair behind my ears.

Nobody was out here except me. I couldn't hear them or the music. I grabbed my boombox from Sherida's car and brought it back with me. I turned on the radio and got back in the pool.

*Mike*

"Sing another song, Mike!"

"You have such an amazing voice!"

"Lets hear it again! Please??"

I was swarmed by a bunch of girls who just came by after I was only singing a random song for fun. I wasn't even taking myself seriously and they still liked it. I must be really talented.

"I'll be right back."

I stepped out on the porch and looked around the block. The neighborhood was calm and quiet. Well, except for us apparently.

I walked around to the balcony, which was at the back of the house.

The radio was playing and there was a big pool in front of me. There was someone laying in the pool relaxing. I had no idea who it was. I walked around a bit more and almost passed away, Literally😂🤒 when I saw who it was.

The love of my life, my bundle of joy, my everything. That was him relaxing on a floater.

"Am I dreaming?" I looked around frantically.

I could tell it was him instantly. Not because of his hair, his smooth skin or his plump lips, but his arms were stretched out and all I saw was the ring.

He was still wearing it?

My heart started skipping beats.

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*Jacob*

Super Bass, By Nicki Minaj was blasting as I slowly swam backwards in the pool. I closed my eyes and praised god I could finally relax.

Just as I was falling asleep, All I heard was my name being called.

"Jacob, WATCH OUT!!!!!"

"CANONBALL!!!!!!!!"

A bunch of people jumped in the water, causing me to lose my balance and trip backwards off my floater and under the water.

I pulled myself up and gasped for air.

"My bad, Jacob." Sherida giggled as someone else patted my back.

"Fuck you! Fuck all of whoever interrupted me, and fuck this person behind me too!" I rubbed my eyes and opened them, just for them to be covered back.

"Guess who?" Said a voice that was deep, manly and kinda sexy. No homo.

"Shit I don't know. Lebron James?"
I

didn't really recognize their voice.


"Nah silly. You know who I am."

I grabbed the dude's wrists and tried to pull them away from my face so I could see.

"I really dont know who you are. I dont recognize your voice."

"Oh but I recognize yours, Jake from State Farm. Feel my fingers."

"What? Iew! I dont touch on strangers."

"No. I remember you. Just touch them. Please?"

Um....OoooKayy???? Awkward?? But whatever.

I ran my fingers down his wrists to his hands. I felt weird doing it until I touched a familiar spot on his finger. He had only one ring on his hand, and for some reason, I didn't want to let go.

"Do you remember me now, baby cakes?"

I was froze and I felt so damn speechless. I pulled his hands down and turned around. In front of me stood someone I thought I'd never see again.

"Mikey????"

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Awl, No!! Sorry yall. I had to stop here. Im at a bar (I don't really go to them. I was convinced lol) and my friends are pretending to be Prince with my shades and its cracking me up.

I will try to update tomorrow for you guys.

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