All Chapters of Jenny & Jay - Volume 1: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

We always set aside time for studying together on weekend mornings. Jenny barely needed help with history anymore—just geography still gave her some trouble. As for me, I was, as usual, behind on my language homework.“So from now on, I’m only speaking to you in Italian,” she declared with a mischievous grin—and she meant it.All morning, she quizzed me relentlessly, forcing me to speak, correcting every little mistake. I loved how smart she was.“By the way,” she finally switched back to a language I could fully understand—during lunch, thankfully. “You do remember we’re having guests this afternoon, right?”“The food’s actually really good,” I said, dodging the question with a grin. “Grandma’s a bit bolder with spices, but this is definitely better than my mom’s cooking.” I laughed. “And yes, I haven’t forgotten.”“I’m glad you like it,” she said, tapping her nose with her finger before finishing her meal. “I made it just for you.”Early in the afternoon, Brian and Daryl arrived wit

We were up at dawn again on Saturday—just one more meet left after this, and that one would be on home turf.“You’re getting better every time, boys. Give it everything you’ve got,” the coach said after warm-ups.While we stretched, the girls arrived—minus Susy.“She’s down again,” Paul said quietly. “She’s been getting sick less often since the treatment started, but she’s still not fully there.”“I’m sorry to hear that,” I said, giving him a reassuring pat on the back.We won both team events again. During the break, the girls brought us drinks.“Focus, my love,” Jenny whispered playfully in my ear.“My love?” I raised an eyebrow. “You’ve never called me that before. Something wrong?”“Nope,” she grinned, biting her lip. “Just figured it might bother you less than the other one.”“I prefer the other one,” I said, stepping closer. “And don’t go messing with my head right now.” I scolded her—half-serious, half-smiling.I pulled her into a kiss, ignoring the applause around us. She sli

“Dad,” I said after a while, when the day had thoroughly worn me out, “Jenny should probably head home soon. She’s got school tomorrow.”“Of course, son,” Grandpa said, catching the hint. “We’ll be heading out too.”Jenny slipped on her short jacket, and I walked her home.“Thank you,” I said as we stopped under the tree near her place, between two soft kisses. “For being exactly who you are.”“Well,” she laughed, “if that’s what you want, then you’re welcome.”“Don’t forget to come get me tomorrow morning,” she added, tapping my chest.“Never,” I whispered, just before one last goodbye kiss.—By Monday, the school was buzzing with election fever. The ball was still a week away, so there was time to vote—but speculation had already taken over every hallway conversation.“Babe, what’s our plan for this weekend?” I asked Jenny over lunch.“Maybe Friday we can squeeze in the theater,” she said thoughtfully. “Mom’s out of town all weekend, so it’ll be just me, Mickey, and Uncle Steve. We

Saturday morning, we set off. Jenny and Mickey were already ready when I arrived, and we got to the water park not long after it opened.“Looks like Amber skipped leg day again,” I joked when Jenny appeared in a classic one-piece swimsuit.“This’ll be safer with Mickey around,” Jenny laughed as we waited for her little brother. “Does this place remind you of anything?” she added with a wink.“Kind of reminds me of that time you were flirting with the French guy at a similar pool,” I teased.“What I remember is us slipping out of a pool like this to head upstairs.” she said, raising an eyebrow. “You remember that?”“Babe,” I grinned, “the whole point is that you don’t tell the full story. But yeah, it’d be hard to forget.” I kissed her just as Mickey came bounding over.He was all about the slides, so that’s where we headed. Mickey had a particular talent for teasing his sister, and I was more than happy to join in. I quickly understood why Jenny had chosen a one-piece swimsuit—Mickey

After Sunday morning tutoring, I quickly headed over to my girlfriend’s place, books in hand. Uncle Steve had gone out after breakfast, and we weren’t expecting him back until late afternoon.“Come in, Messyhair,” Jenny called out with a grin as she opened the door. “Mickey’s working on his math homework.” She gave me a quick kiss just behind the door.We helped Mickey with his homework and studied ourselves until lunchtime.“Did you have a good time yesterday?” I asked as we sat down to eat.“I had a great time!” Mickey beamed. “And tomorrow’s going to be even better—I just know it. You helped a few of my friends too, you know.”“I’m glad to hear that.”“Can I watch a movie this afternoon?” Mickey asked, looking hopeful.“That depends,” Jenny replied, raising an eyebrow. “Are you done with everything? And what movie are we talking about? Bring me your notebook—I’ll check your homework.”Mickey mumbled something in a language I didn’t recognize and shuffled off to get his notebook.Je