Jacob Gray
Jacob opened the last box of his stuff that went to his room and began to set it out. He had made enough money playing guitar and singing to actually have his own place. His father was helping the movers get a couch through the door, get frustrated at how large the couch was. Once his father was done with that, he walked up behind Jacob and put a hand on his shoulder. "You did damn good kiddo. Damn good." he said, refering to his latest performance. Jacob smiled. "Thanks. I already signed up with a band. They're called The Cashmir Effect." he said, digging through his old things. His father chuckled. "Playing some good ol' Rock n' Roll. Thats my boy." he said, being the old fashioned man he was.
Jacob hugged his father goodbye and waved him off. "You made me proud, Jacob." he said to him as they left. Jacob smiled at them and went to a small crate, holding his little furry friend, Cosmo, who was a white terrier. It had beens his pet since he was a small child, and now Cosmo was old, tired, and lazy. All Cosmo managed to do was walk out, jump upon the couch and fall asleep.
Jacob decided to check out the neighborhood. His dad had given him a new Chevy Camero for his birthday. It was Green, with two white stripes going down the middle. He loved it. He got in, deciding he was having a sweet tooth today, and pulled into a gas station. He got a whole bunch of Kit Kats, Reeses, Twix, and some ice cream.
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