Jenna Fischer Youth Novels & Stories

I leave my hair flowing in waves, and put on my diamond studs ear ring. A knock sounds on my bedroom door, and I respond "Come in" Entering is Jenna, the young help Charles had gotten to help me around the house. Jenna is beautiful, quite young too. Her family doesn't have much, so after highschool, she has decided to work in order it support herself for college. Her ambition drew me to her. Her timid behaviour doing nothing to match her fit slender body. Blonde hair, green eyes and a whole figure standing at 5'4.

She said, “Xavia, I’m here too.” Xavia was quite surprised when she saw the newcomer. “Sister? Why are you here? You didn’t leave?” Yup, it was Jenna who walked out of the glass house. She still wore the silicon mask and lived her life as Jennie. Her features were ordinary, but she looked beautiful with a friendly smile on her face. She walked up to Xavia and said, “Of course. I delayed my flight because Zivon asked me for a favor.” “Huh? What’s going on?” Xavia was puzzled by the situation. She gazed at Jenna and cast another glance at Zivon.

For being annoying," Tyler explained. Giving a small smirk then pacing his head back to this girl he was checking out. Jenna muttered something under her breath but Tyler was too lost to hear anything. When Jenna gradually went down the escalator, she saw parts of Vancouver through the line of glassed windows as the sunlight huddled around her, making her feel safe. It was such a cozy feeling but a little nerve-racking at the same time. Moving into a new country and starting a new school. She had left everything behind for a new beginning. "Mum, look there's Tania!" Jenna pointed at the redhead girl walking through the glass doors. Tania was Jenna's cousin, they hadn't seen each other since

Then, she opened her mouth to call out to Bethany. Seeing this action, Bethany quickly made a shushing gesture and the little girl understood immediately. She pursed her lips together. Jenna has almost forgotten her side of the bargain. On the other hand, Danica who saw Zayn holding a young child inside of the KFC was extremely displeased at this scene. However, she didn't dare to show her displeasure in front of Zayn as she put on a smile. She pretended not to recognize Jenna as she asked in a pretentious tone with her eyes darting around.

"That Mark should lay low for now. He really won't back down until he knocks into a wall!" Alexa nodded. "If we don't show him who's boss, he'd think that Jen's a pushover." Stella froze for a moment. "But when did Jen start playing poker dice, and so good at that?" Alexa and Chris looked at each other and laughed. Alexa then explained, "When Jenna was studying in France, there was one month when she fought with her family, so they cut her off financially. Then, she somehow got tricked into working as a dealer at the biggest underground casino there.

Sexy? I wasn't sure, but the numbers some creators pulled in made my eyes widen. If I could just push through the shame, maybe I could save her. My name's Jenna, 24, with curves that always turned heads but never paid the bills. Long auburn hair, full breasts that strained against any top, and hips that swayed without trying. I set up the account that afternoon, username 'Jenna Lusts', profile pic a teasing shot of me in lingerie. 'Helping a girl out...join the fun and make a difference,' I captioned it vaguely. No one needed to know about Mom. Not yet.

Jenna. My name is Jenna. I am nineteen years old, and until ten minutes ago, I thought I knew what freedom felt like. I thought being an adult meant I could choose who touched me and how. I was wrong. In this house, in this family, the "Old Ways" still breathe under the floorboards, and my mother is the keeper of the flame.

She’s in a black blazer, holding a tablet, her smile polite and professional. But I’d know her anywhere. That mouth. Those eyes. That scar just beneath her jawline that she thinks no one notices. It’s her. It’s Maya Serrano. Or at least it was. Now, she calls herself Jenna Carr. My mouth curls into a pleased grin as I zoom in on the image. “Found you.”

Esther urged her, waking her from her wet dream as she took off the short caftan dress she was wearing over her bikini, letting all the boys stare at her body. "I'm fine here," Jenna said, showing her the book. "Are you kidding me? We don't come to the beach to read, we come to show off our bodies and make the boys want more," Esther said dramatically. "No, I'm here to work," Jenna replied. "I need to film some good moments here." "Let me do the taping. You go play, sister," Alexa said boredly as she applied sunscreen. "No, I don't want to. I'm fine," Jenna said as she turned off her phone.

No doubt Cameron told him about me. ''Can't you see he is manipulating you?'' I said. Jenna waved me off, then took up her drink, taking a sip from it. I took the drink from her. ''She is underage, only nineteen,'' I told the bartender. ''What the fuck is your problem? You are not my mother, and I don't need you, so why don't you go back to your rich boyfriend and I'll go back to mine.'' She picked up her drink, took a mocking sip then turned away from me.