Jake's POV
I wake up to the sound of chirping birds outside. Kevin and Logan are snoring in their sleeping bags, which makes me chuckle. I stretch, get out of my sleeping bag, and step outside.
Aunt Gabriella is preparing breakfast while my dad is fishing by the lake.
“Morning, Jake. You’re up early,” she says.
“Early bird,” I reply.
“Like father, like son,” she responds with a smile.
I glance over at Vanessa's tent; it's still closed. I walk over and unzip it slightly. Inside, I see Vanessa sound asleep in the corner, her hair covering her face, with Natty beside her and Giselle and Dianne in the opposite corner.
“Just go kiss her already,” someone says behind me, making me jump. It's Uncle Kyle, smirking like Kevin.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, blushing.
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