why does everything have to be so dramatic?

I'm Jake. 17, hiding a blue polo somewhere under the plaid. I'm a hands on kind of guy, and i'm attempting to avoid drama. I guess if you want to know more, you'll just have to ask. 04/07/2012 - Floater Account with meowsmoreno

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Testing 1, 2, 3.

Coming soon ;)  meowsmoreno+jakecanfixit. 

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Good. Because I happen to like you loads. Beanies and all. Was that a goodnight kiss via the internet? Because I could get on skype and…  

[meowsmoreno-blog]

You better. Well, how else am I supposed to kiss you via the internet? It would just be a fake kiss over Skype, too… 

[jakecanfixit-blog]

Yeah but I'd get to see you. :P  I'll come get you before school. We'll get our kisses in. But, I'm going to pass out if I keep typing, because I'm exhausted. These extra hours with Dad are killing me. 

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You love it. Wouldn’t have me any other way right? ;)

[meowsmoreno-blog]

Course not. You’re mine, mine, mine and I like you loads, stinker and all. Muah!

[jakecanfixit-blog]

Good. Because I happen to like you loads. Beanies and all. Was that a goodnight kiss via the internet? Because I could get on skype and...  

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You’re such a stinker… c;<

You love it. Wouldn't have me any other way right? ;)

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I don’t even think your hair can be braided… But that doesn’t mean I won’t try during our next sleepover.

I do like your hugs :) I can think of better ways to spend quality sleepover time, Imogen Moreno ;) 

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I like when your hair sticks up. It’s cute. It reminds me of your morning hair. Teehee. But ugh, stinker! Fine, I won’t get you a matching beanie… But that also means no hug. You can just freeze, mister!

Ughhh. Fine. You win.  But I draw the line at braiding my hair. 

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…I don’t have to wear it at school right?

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Where else would you wear it, in bed? Of course you have to wear it to school! And outdoors! That’s where hats are most necessary, silly banana. 

[jakecanfixit-blog]

I don't really look good in hats though; they make my hair stick up. Also - it's really more of a beanie right? Couldn't you just keep me warm a different way? :) I approve of the hug option.

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Nothing… so long as you’re the one wearing them. ;)

[meowsmoreno-blog]

I’ll get you a matching blue one!

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...I don't have to wear it at school right?

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My girlfriend is adorable. The hat is… …also adorable?  

[meowsmoreno-blog]

So skeptical! Yes, it is adorable. What do you have against red, braided beanies, Jake Martin?!

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Nothing... so long as you're the one wearing them. ;)  

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[meowsmoreno-blog]

My hat matches my hair! Braids galore. :3

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My girlfriend is adorable. The hat is... ...also adorable?  

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Jake & Imogen | Meet the Parents

Anxious was an understatement. His palms were sweating; he’d changed his shirt 4 times. Jake didn’t even understand what he was getting so worked up about. He'd been through all of this before. It wasn’t like Glen hadn’t met other girls; he’d always been open about Jake having his friends over as he grew up. It just felt different somehow. In his heart he knew it was because this time it actually meant something. Imogen Moreno wasn’t like the girls in his past, she wasn’t a casual fling. He wanted his father to like her, he wanted Helen to like her – Jake wanted Imogen in his life for a long time to come. Was that crazy to think about? They’d only been together for two months but to the nervous teenager, it felt like so much longer.

He knew he was Imogen’s first real relationship, he knew that she hadn’t had to go through the ordeal of meeting the parents before. He was supposed to be the calm one – to reassure her, and calm her nerves. Yet Jake found himself, pacing around his bedroom; finally settling on a red plaid shirt, unbuttoned over a simple white tee. His jeans were his old favourites, worn and comforting. He didn’t have to dress up. This was his family after all. He just wanted Imogen to feel at home, that was his goal. He just wanted to make her feel safe and welcomed. He wanted his parents to see all that he did, and embrace that. He was sure his father would – the two men were eerily similar in most of their approach but Helen was hormonal and could be... judgemental at the best of times. He could only hope today was a good day.

He glanced one last time in the mirror “Here goes nothing” he mumbled to himself; before heading downstairs. The house was filled with the aroma of grilled vegetables and he made his way into the kitchen; grinning at Helen as she stirred a pot of pasta. “That smells great” He heard a laugh from behind him and spun around to see his father; looking relaxed at the dinner table. “You say that now, but it looks like rabbit food to me” he joked. Jake let out an awkward laugh. “Imogen’s a vegetarian; you’re not going to say stuff like that when she gets here right?” He felt his stomach drop as his dad offered him a knowing wink. Great; he was in a teasing mood.

“She just, this girl means a lot to me okay.” His voice shook slightly, and he watched as his father exchanged a look with Helen; who came over, placing her soft hand on her stepson’s shoulder. “Jake, your father and I are going to be on our best behaviour, aren’t we Glen?” she shot him a pointed look, and his old man hesitated before nodding and offering Jake a smile. “Clare tells me she’s quite lovely” Helen continued moving back to the pot of pasta. “and that you two are quite the couple at Degrassi” Jake looked up as the doorbell rang; choosing not to ponder on what else Clare might have said about the two of them at Degrassi. “I should, uh. I’ll get it” he jumped forward, moving quickly through the house and leaving the two bewildered adults to stare at each other, his father's voice floating after him down the hall “I’ve never seen him so jumpy...I think he really likes this one.” Jake sighed, shaking his head. He could have at least tried to whisper. Like was another understatement.

Coming up to the door, Jake took a deep breath. It was Imogen, what was there to be so nervous about? Sure enough, as the door swung open and his eyes rested on hers; the nerves subsided. Jake’s face lit up, and he leaned forward capturing her lips with his own. “You look great” he said quickly, “Dinner’s just about ready....” taking a deep breath, he squeezed her hand. “The question is... are you?” There was a teasing note to his voice, but even if she said she wasn't – there was no turning back now. They were here, they were doing this. Finally. 

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I love logging in...

and seeing my love life discussed all over again by someone other than myself or my girlfriend.

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Imogen's meeting the parents tonight. :)

I don't know who's more nervous.

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Jake & Imogen | Texts

Jake: You think I'm calm and collected in big situations? I'm glad to see that the inside panic isn't written all over my face. :) You'd let them be kids. Which ultimately I think is what's best for them - you'd be fun and creative and... I think you'd do fine. Though the idea of kids in general IS nerve-wracking. Maybe in 10 years the idea will seem less so. But thanks. :) I'm glad you think I'd do okay. I have big brother duties coming up so I can practice. Might avoid the diapers though. Uh Friday night alright?

Imogen: Oh, I can see the panic. I know you well enough to see it. But you still manage to act calm and collected! Which makes you the perfect candidate for a dad. But you can wait for that. For now, you're also the perfect candidate for a big brother. No avoiding the diapers, though, mister! Your future wife will be thankful if you can handle yourself around a stinky poop bag. Hehe. Friday night... works.

Jake: Friday it is :) My future wife might like to handle diapers on her own? :P When did it get so late? You're distracting Imogen Moreno! I better attempt some sleep before I head to school. Sweet Dreams, beautiful.

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Jake & Imogen | Texts

Jake: You'll get pregnant one day. I just picture you with a big family and lots of animals. You'd be the cool Mom, that let's each child have their very own pet to take care of :) You'd be a great Mother. Well I'm smiling right now, just talking to you - that counts right? :) I'm excited about you coming over for dinner. Really excited.

Imogen: Pff, each kid could have one type of animal each! I'd love to have a house full of animals, but uhm... Me as a mom? Scary thought. Nerve-wracking. I love kids, but having my own? Oh boy. I'm no you. You're always calm and collected under big situations. You'd be a great parent. Course it counts. And it makes me smile wider, too. c: When is dinner, mind you? Might have to tell my dad I'm at Fi's..

Jake: You think I'm calm and collected in big situations? I'm glad to see that the inside panic isn't written all over my face. :) You'd let them be kids. Which ultimately I think is what's best for them - you'd be fun and creative and... I think you'd do fine. Though the idea of kids in general IS nerve-wracking. Maybe in 10 years the idea will seem less so. But thanks. :) I'm glad you think I'd do okay. I have big brother duties coming up so I can practice. Might avoid the diapers though. Uh Friday night alright?