Jackson was hot. There was nothing else to say. Ramona often fantasized about the handsome 15 year old. His dark hair. His sweet smile. His grey blue eyes. His toned stomach...
Snap out of it Ramona!
Ramona knew Jackson didn't like her. If he did he wouldn't be dating Rocki. But Ramona, at age 14, still thought she was in love. She had felt like this since the time Joey babysat them when Kimmy, Dj, and Steph went on there girls night out.
A loud crash and an even louder high pitches scream filled her thoughts.
Ramona had completely forgotten about the Gladstones. Ugh. The four "angel" children. More like devils. Although they were staying in Jimmy and Fernando's house, the two boys were still over annoying the shit out of Jackson and Max. She glanced at her clock through the semi dark room. It read 8:27. The Gladstones would've woken up Jackson cause he doesn't get up till 10 on Saturday's.
Another scream. Then another. And finally her door was flung open letting the hallway light pour in for 2 seconds before it was slammed shut. There was a bang on the door and another scream. This scream was issued from the boy in her room. It was high pitched and loud.
The perpetrator crawled under her unusually high bed and screamed again. Ramona reached over to her nightstand and turned on the lamp. She blinked due to the sudden light. Then she bent over and stuck her head under her bed, coming face to face with Jackson. Jackson was already shaken up by the Gladstones so when Ramona peered under her bed, he issued yet another high pitched scream.
Ramona's stifled a laugh. "You wanna try that again and sound more like man??" She joked sarcastically.
No matter how much the young 14 year old (2 months to 15) like the 15 year old boy under her bed, she couldn't help herself. She straightened up and sat back on her bed as Jackson crawled out.
The boy looked embarrassed as he sat on Ramona's bed. Ramona couldn't help but stare. Since Jackson sleeps shirtless and he had just woken up he didn't have time to put in a shirt. A hot teen with no shirt and toned abs was sitting on her bed. Ramona couldn't help but blush. Good thing Jackson wasn't looking when she did.
As Ramona got off her bed Jackson flopped back and then flipped over on his stomach. Ramona walked over to her door, flung it open and walked into the hallway.
It was littered with Jacksons laundry, clean and dirty. The Gladstone boys were running around wearing underwear on here heads and playing with Max's toys which also littered the hallway. Ramona picked her way through the mess into Jacksons room where she grabbed his laundry basket. Then she went back into the hallway and began to fill the laundry basket with Jackson's clothes.
The youngest Gladstone boy took off his shirt and threw it right at Ramona. He then ran around screaming "I'm Jackson and I sleep with no shirt on so I can show Ramona my hot stomach!!"
Ramona was blushing heavily as Jackson ran into the hallway. He had heard the child say it probably. The tall sexy 15 year old looked down at Ramona and said "You that's not true right?"
Ramona felt offended.
"Yeah trust me." She said rolling her eyes as she continued to clean the hallway.
I hope you enjoyed chapter one of my Jamona story. I will try and update soon if you enjoyed it but make sure to review and tell me what you think. Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of he characters in this story but I might add my own characters here and there.