Novel & Cerita Tallstar X Jake

I felt like approaching him to introduce myself or at least get his name, but I had to resist my feelings. Just staring at him from a far distance was okay. But I imagined myself hugging him. How I wished that fascination would be a reality, my first crush. Jake, that was his name. He is in his second year in high school, and he is a vocalist. He performs at a band called The Jackson Fellas with his troop of friends, Ray, Nicky, Troy, and Bruce. Jake was leaning by the stairs chatting with his bandmates. The whirlwind breezed through his hair, and he let the strands fall on his face. It made him look more charming, my cheeks were starting to ache from smiling wildly but I couldn't stop smili

The challenge in her tone was underscored by an undeniable spark, hinting at the depths of their connection. "Because I want to make sure you know, under no uncertain terms, I am unlike Blake or any other man, for that matter. I am Jake Crenshaw, and this is exactly what you get when you are my lady.” Jake said, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper. The heat in his gaze ignited a fire within her, leaving her breathless and wanting more.

A soothing voice from Xyla's back echoed, she turned and saw Jake looking hot and stylish, his hair was slicked back and he had some new jacket on with some sunglasses. She obviously eas thrilled by his appearance but she had to play hard to get a little in order for her to not look too thirsty. "Hey Jake! What are you doing here? You know my brother won't be glad if he sees you with me“ “I don't give a damn about your zesty brother, I just want to pay my condolences since I couldn't come over to the house" Jake said as he came closer to her, his breath seemed to give her the shivers.

"But I don't really remember him. I just remember that... he was chubby, overdressed, and not taller than five feet two. He's very much like you, Aunt Priscilla." This statement made Priscilla's face darken. "You've mistaken him. My Jake is well-known for his looks." Jean hurriedly intervened to smooth things over. "Yes, Grace, I've met Jake before. He's about five feet ten. There aren't many who can match him in our circle." Grace lifted her gaze. "How about compared to Xander?" At the mention of that name, Jean stiffened. "Well, naturally, Jake falls short." This was an acknowledged fact in the circle.

When he noticed Jake's non response as he took a gulp on his wine, Tyler decided to introduce the ladies. "By the way ladies, this is my friend Jake Larson, that's Luke and-" "We know!" Said the ladies simultaneously. "Oh yeah, you guys met at the yacht party. Alright then, I'll just introduce you to my boy." Tyler glanced at Jake with a smirk and pointed to the lady he was embracing with his left arm. "Jake, this is my girlfriend- Miley London. That's Eve Johnson- Mike's girlfriend. And the lady holding onto Luke is called…" "This is my sweetheart Tiffany Dowson, she's the one I been telling you about," said Luke.

Jake turned towards her with chicken in his mouth. He carried the juice and drank. He swallowed it all. “You… who told you have someone I love?” He asked. “Huh? Don’t you?” She asked as she drank her juice also. “I don’t.” He said and looked away. “Wait, don’t tell me that the J-Stars are all single?” Ellie asked. Jake cleared his throat. “Impossible and unbelievable. I don’t believe it. Even if Jayson doesn’t have. You..” She trailed off pointing fingers at him.

Amber Lane- Age: 18 Height: 5’9 Character: Sasha’s best friend and member of the ‘Panthers’. Tamara Dawson- Age: 18 Height: 5’7 Character: Close friends with Sasha and also a member of the ‘Panthers’. Valarie Anderson- Age: 18 Height: 5’8 Character: Close friends with Sasha and also a member of the ‘Panthers. She also struggles with confirming her sexual orientation. Jake McCoy- Dean’s friend. Kyle Martins- Dean’s friend.

Tamera responded . "So when are they arriving?" Dax asked. "Friday evening." Tamera replied. "I'll get Rich to give us a 3 day weekend. So I can spend it getting to know your kids." Dax said . "You will?" Tamera said. "Yes, I will." Dax responded. "Something has always bothered me about Jake. What's his deal? It's like he hates women." Tamera said.

I clocked in, grabbed my notepad, and prayed the chaos would drown out the noise in my head—Justin’s voice, Xiamond’s smile, the fucking headlines. Jake was behind the bar, his blond hair catching the light as he mixed a cocktail, the shaker rattling like a warning. He was my rock here, always ready with a flirty quip or a listening ear. “You look like you’re carrying a fucking storm, Kayla,” he said, sliding me a soda with a lime wedge that fizzed against my lips. “Still dodging Drake? Billionaire CEOs don’t chase waitresses for nothing, you know.”

I nodded. Even though I wasn’t. Good she said. Because we start training in 30 minutes. New names. New history. You mess up one detail on the stand and the defense will tear you apart. For the next 6 hours we didn’t stop. Where did you go to high school, Maya? Portland High. What’s your major, Ethan? Business. Who’s your roommate? We don’t have one. What’s your dog’s name? We don’t have a dog. Again.