Jacob maclean

My little brother is a Jacob Maclean, and he knows it.

He walks in like he owns the place, and he does.

That boy looks like he just stepped out of a fairy tale, but with more attitude.

He talks to me like I'm his servant, and I'm just tired of it.

He thinks he's special, but he's just plain ugly inside.

He walks in like he's the main character of a movie, and he is.

He’s got the face of a god and the attitude of a troll.

He’s the kind of kid who thinks he’s gonna rule the world by lunchtime.

He looks like he just got a free pass to heaven.