Love Lake

Chapter 3

Jake's P.O.V.

Chapter 3

Damn, I can't stop thinking about Amber! That girl must be an enchantress because she sure has put a spell on me. Ooh. That was cheesy. Maybe I'll tell her that.

I'm thinking about her beautiful face, but I can't remember her eye color for some reason. I coulda sworn they are green but now, I have no clue. I come up with a genios plan. I hope she finds it cute and not creepy.... Yeah, she'll probably find it creepy.

'What are you doing,' I text her. I'm a total creep. Yep. Stalker. Just so you know, it's really early in the morning.

'Well, it's 2 in the morning so I was sleeping,' she responds.

'Sorry babe,' I say. I can sleep her face turn an adorable shade of pink at the name.

'It's fine. Everything alright?' I love it how she uses punctuation and correct grammar. It's kinda hot, she puts time into everything she says to me. Like she wants it to be perfect. She is perfect.

'Yeah everythings fine i was just wondering if youd send me a pic'

'Of...?'

'well theres this really hot girl I like oh wait thats you'

'It's 3 in the morning, my hair is a mess, i don't have me makeup on, and YOU WANT A PICTURE!?!?!'

'pleaaaaaaaassseee'

'Fine, I'll do it.'

About 5 minutes later I get one of the best texts I'll ever get.

'Okay here. You are so lucky I like you...'

A picture of the love of my life comes up. Messy blond hair, lovely pick lips. M'kay wait a minute. Don't get creeped out but she has the best lips. They're cold but smooth. It's like ice. But it doesn't burn... freeze? Ah, what the hell you know what I mean. Anyways, messy hair, perfect lips, and-wait- PURPLE EYES!?!?!?!?! Whatever. She still looks great.

'damn,' I reply.

'okay anything for you'

I take a picture of me without a shirt, 'cause, well, she'll love it. I look at my photo. Silky black hair,perfectly fit, tan bod, and beautiful bl- PURPLE EYES!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL!?!

Hey, I actually look pretty sexy. Maybe Amber will like it. Shit, I might actually want to send the pic before I turn into a narcissist. He-heh.

I watch her bubble filled with the fading dot dot dot.

'I like your eyes.'

Hell yeah! She likes the eyes. M'kay, time to reply.

'we match' What the hell Jake. That was so lame. Way to go me.

'I know!!! Now everyone will know that I belong to you!'

She didn't think I was a lame creep. Hallelujah.