Time For The Real Fun To Begin

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A/N:

Oh my god guys, I've been so sick and throwing up and sleeping and I have had ZERO energy.

I'm so sorry I haven't updated!

Here we go though.

Better late than never:

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Jack's POV:

       "What are you talking about?" she says, leaning back. "That was most definitely not a kiss."

"Not a kiss? Well if that's not a kiss, than I don't know WHAT is!" I tease.

"Eh, I've had better." she fires back. Ouch, that actually hurt. Right in the heart.

"Aw, baby, I'm sowwy." Jules says, like a child, and she leans in for another kiss. Duh, I mean, of course I accept, who wouldn't? Only a moron would decline a kiss from this sexy little girl.

It was just a little peck, though. Yeah, unfortunately. Next time, when we're alone, I know I'll take it farther.

"Okay guys, I'm serious! Enough with all the lovey-dovey stuff, I want to DO something!" Cam whines. He's such a child, I swear. Jules gets up off my lap. Aw, man. I wish we could stay like that forever.

"Okay, Cam, we'll do something. What do you want t-" I get cut off.

"Bumper cars. I want to go do bumper cars." Cam says. He's lloking me dead in the eye, and he seems completely serious.

"But, Caaammmmm, I wanna go do mini golf!" Jules whines. These two are not good together. All they do is whine. And whine, and whine, and whine. And whine some more. Maybe argue once in a while, but mainly whine.

Cam narrows his eyes and puts his hands on his hips.

"Well I wanna play BUMPER CARS!" he whines, stomping his feet and throwing his head back.

"Mini golf!"

"Bumper cars!"

"Do you really want to do this again? Mini golf!"

"Bu-'

"Here's an idea! We do both!" it was time for me to cut in.

They both throw their arms up over their heads and yell "YAY!"

"But we do bumper cars first."

"No, mini golf!"

"We'll go get ice cream, go to mini golf, and then bumper cars in case we get shaken up there" I decide. I'm like these kids' father, I swear!

"Otay." Jules says, getting up off the bed.

We tell my mom where we're going, grab my keys, and soon we're in my car, Cam in the back.

"But i don't WANNA be in the back!" he whines. Like I said, child. Like I ALSO said, whining.

"Okay! New rule! NO whining, complaining, or arguing while we're out tonight!" I can NOT take any more of this, at least for tonight.

"Fine!" they both huff.

Jules leans forward and clicks on the radio.

My ears fill with:

Sooo...... like what do you think?

Did-Did you think that girl was pretty?

How did that girl even get in here?

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