All Chapters of Jenny & Jay - Volume 1: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“You’ll drive us tomorrow, right?” Amber asked. “There’ll be a bunch of model girls there.”“You’re single now anyway—might be your chance to find a Kitty,” she added with a hint of sarcasm.Jane didn’t even flinch. Clearly, she didn’t care what I did. She calmly climbed down from the chair and went to the downstairs bathroom to change.“I’ll take you,” I said, ignoring the comments. I was curious how these things worked.“Would you walk my model home?” Amber asked openly when Jane came out, changed. “I don’t want anything to happen to her.”“Thanks, but it’s not necessary—it’s still light out,” Jane stammered, clearly flustered.“Sure,” I shrugged indifferently. “No problem.”We walked in silence. I didn’t know what to say.“What happened to your dog?” she asked, breaking the silence.“He was old and got sick. Uncle Steve cared for him until the end.”“I see. I’m sorry,” she said sympathetically.“Are you excited for tomorrow?” I asked after another long pause.“Yes, I’m just sorry f

When I stopped at Uncle Steve’s house, she got out in seconds, said goodbye, and went inside. She didn’t give much of a chance to talk—but she’d be coming over in a few hours anyway so we could leave together.I had lunch and got ready for the evening like some idiot who’d never been on a date before. I tried on T-shirts, shirts, even changed my jeans twice.“Son, you seem nervous,” my dad remarked, poking his head through the door.I walked over, and he came in without a word, waiting for me to close the door behind him.“I’m nervous,” I admitted. “Girls usually hang all over me, but now I feel like a schoolboy. Brian says I’ve fallen for Jane.”Dad smiled.“Did you know I didn’t even dare kiss your mother?” he began. I hadn’t heard this story before.“Everyone thinks I kissed her in the park, but that’s not true. We were on a picnic, everything was perfect. I held her hand—and that was it. She thought I wasn’t interested, but I just didn’t want to be rejected.”“So what happened? I

It was dusk, and the lamps were already on. We crossed the street and entered the park. It had a large wrought-iron gate and a fence running along the edge. The wide path was lined with massive trees, and the lighting came from tall, dark, vintage-style street lamps strung together with decorative chains. Behind the trees, medium-height hedges separated clusters of benches. Grass covered everything between the two sides of the park, except for the path.At the end of the walkway was a lake with a small dock and rentable rowboats. The stream flowed out of the lake and continued beyond the park, toward the city. A waist-high railing surrounded the lake, with benches placed behind it.We walked in silence. I didn’t know what to say. The evening had been a disaster.“Is that a lake?” she asked, pointing toward the end of the path.The moon and the lamps shimmered on the surface as we reached the water.“Yes. You can rent boats during the day,” I said, standing by the railing. She joined m

In the afternoon, I drove her home. She hopped out and disappeared into her room, and I stayed to tidy up their garden again.Before I finished, Jane came out with a glass of water.“Did you take your shirt off on purpose?” she asked. “It’s not even that hot.”“I thought maybe you’d follow my example,” I grinned. She blushed slightly.“Wanna come over to Amber’s?”“She didn’t say anything—she’s waiting for results.”“Then come for a walk with me?” I asked. I just wanted to be with her.“By the time you finish packing up, I’ll be back and ready,” she smiled and disappeared just before her mom appeared.“Thank you for pulling her out of her cave,” her mom said, handing me a plate of homemade cookies. “I’ve been asking her for years to go on dates, to be young—and now she’s finally glowing.” She smiled with teary eyes and went back inside.Jane came out, and we went for a walk. She didn’t like overly emotional talk, but she had no problem with kisses.“You surprised me—but I liked what y

I pulled her close. She sat sideways on my lap and gently touched my face. My hand slid from her waist to her thigh, just below her miniskirt.“What event are you competing in next week?” she asked, still playing with my hair.“The three of us are entering every individual event. Daryl and Aaron are doing three each. The team’s entering both relays,” I began. “But next week is just the qualifiers.”“Qualifiers?”“Yes, they introduced a new rule this year. Any school can enter, regardless of past performance. I think it’s to help discover new talent.”“The point is, during the qualifiers, they select the eight best teams and the sixteen best individuals. They move on, and after five competitions, the overall winners—one team and one individual per event—are announced at the end of the year. But that means the individual qualifiers are only on Sunday.”“Makes sense,” Jenny added. “That way, if you’re good but don’t have a team, you still have a chance.”“Exactly. We always make it throu