A/N: Hi! So this is my first fanfiction, so sorry if it sucks. I don't think it does though I'm planning multi-chapters, even if people don't really read it. all the Cake stories I read are really fast paced, one shots, and/or SUPER sexual, like ALL lemons. Not saying I don't like them, but I just think Cake would be more like this. Im rating this T because there will be cussing in the future and make-out scenes. Yay! This also will probably be uploaded fast. And possibly no A/Ns at the beginning or ends…

So this is the prologue.

Jake is 7 and Clare is 6 and a half.

Clare is a bit out of character I guess. Mostly more confident and spunky. any way! On with the story!

Jake POV.

"JAKE!" I heard Clare yelling from behind me.

I kept running.

She followed.

I ran all the way to the lake in front of our cottage. I stopped at the edge of the lake, holding Clare's dolls clothes over the water.

"GIVE IT BACK JAKE!"

"NO!" I screamed back.

She came up and tried to get it out of my hand. I held it up higher.

"STOOOPPPPP!" she said again.

I just held them up further. She kept jumping and fell into the lakes' shallow edge. She started crying.

"Clare?" I heard her mom calling from the front of the house. My dad followed after her.

"jake? Whats going on?" my dad said.

"H-he took my dolly's clothes-s." Clare sobbed.

"jake give them back and apologize."

Clare's mom helped her out of the lake, and Clare held her right hand out and had her left hand on her hip.

I gave her the clothes back and stared at my feet and mumbled, "sorry."

"thank you." She said and trotted off to the place under the tree where she had been playing before.

"Clare? Honey, don't you want to change?" Her mom asked.

"Nope." She said, still playing with her dolls.

Since Clare really wasn't paying attention, her mom just sighed and walked back into the cottage with my dad following behind.

I went and stood at the edge of the lake, picked up some rocks and threw them in, being extremely bored. Then, I saw a dead frog by a log on the shore and got an idea.

I picked it up and went over to where Clare was playing.

"Hey Clare."

She ignored me.

"Claaareeee." I said again.

She still ignored me.

I threw the dead frog at her. It hit the side of her face.

"JAAAAAAKE!" she screamed.

I ran away, smiling. She got up and started chasing me.

I made it to the edge of the lake, stopped, and turned around to face her.

I threw up my hands in surrender.

She didn't care. She pushed me into the lake, then skipped away back to where she was playing under the tree, as if nothing happened.

But, I saw her smiling to herself, just as I had when I threw the frog at her.

A/N. sorry its so short. But it IS the prologue. I'm currently working on the first chapter. (like as soon as im done typing, im starting chapter 1.) I don't have a beta so sorry for any grammar mistakes (I don't think there are any…) but! I hope you liked it so R&R!