Well....

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Jackson pov

"Mom, when am I allowed to date?"  I ask my mother

"When your older, maybe another year or two. Why do you ask?"

"Well........." I start

Suddenly the kitchen door busts open and in comes Max.

"So Jackson, I heard you have a girlfriend"

"Young man," my mother says turning to me, "why didn't you tell me this?"

"Because I was afraid you would make me break up with her" I say

"Aw Jackson, I would never do that. Now I wanna meet this girl, tell me about her"

"Her name is y/n  y/l/n, she likes/plays (insert something you like or play). She has beautiful (eye colour) eyes, (hair length)  (hair colour), and she has an amazing personality. She's perfect in my eyes"

"She sounds like a fantastic girl," my mom starts, "you have to invite her over some time"

"For sure"

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