Jake
Strawberry lip gloss was the best thing ever.
I'd stolen Tessa's little strawberry tube and I wasn't planning on giving it back.
Obviously I didn't wear it in public but yes, I, Jake Matthews, liked wearing strawberry lip gloss. It was like licking a strawberry popsicle.
Permanent strawberry on your lips. Who wouldn't like that?
Yesterday's date had backfired. Stupid fucking rain. I should've known it'd start raining. It's always raining here. At least I got a few kisses from it so I guess it wasn't all bad.
Unless I get a cold. It definitely wasn't worth that.
I was on my laptop planning my next date while using my favorite website. I'd been mailing back and forth with the creator to tell him about my plans and he'd put the best parts on the website. I learned the guy went to school in Cambridge so it could even be someone I'd already met. I decided to send him another update.
Hi,
Did the pic nic thing yesterday. Started raining like crazy so I went for the romantic kiss in the rain shit. Other than that it was a total fail so I'd put 'check weather forecast' as a tip. Anyway, told her I'd make it up to her. Any ideas?
See ya
I didn't have anything planned for today. Mom and Emma would be gone until tomorrow and Snake was coming over to play some games. We'd find out where we'd end up eventually.
The best plans are stupid, crazy and impulsive.
Or we'd just play games until the crack of dawn.
"Who likes popcorn? I like popcorn! Put it in my tummy, yummy yummy popcorn." I was singing while making popcorn.
I invented a popcorn song when I was younger and I couldn't help but sing it every time I was preparing it.
"Yummy yummy popcorn? Man, I wish I'd recorded that." Snake said. I hadn't heard him come in which is rare because he usually makes a lot of noise.
"Not a word." I threatened him. Thank God I wasn't doing my popcorn dance.
I subtly brought my hand to my lips to see if I was still wearing the strawberry lip gloss. One embarrassing moment was enough for one day.
Luckily my lips were manly without any shine. They did feel incredibly moisturized.
I got distracted when the popcorn was ready and when I turned around Snake was already on the couch starting Mortal Kombat.
I guess he didn't have a lot to say.
"...Then it started raining. What a shitty night that was." I was telling Snake about my date yesterday. We'd already been playing for about an hour.
Snake shrugged as a reply.
"So what did you do yesterday?" I asked him.
"Not much." He told me without diverting his eyes from the screen.
I decided to give up and focus my attention back on the game. I was obviously kicking his butt.
After a third win in a row I paused the game. It took Snake almost ten seconds to notice.
"Dude!" He said without a lot of emotion.
"What the fuck is up with you? Is it your time of the month?" I asked. I could've been playing with a wall or a lamp and it wouldn't have been a lot different.
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The walking cliche
HumorLeather jacket? Check Motorcycle? Check Bad boy? Check Signature smirk? Check I'm a fucking cliche but chicks seem to like it. They think they can save me. As long as I get laid, I'll let them try. Hi, I'm Jake and you're in for a hell of a ride. [J...
