Novel & Cerita Jenna Hamilton Awkward

I had vowed never to cheat on Jenna, and Jenna wasn't helping matters at all. Jenna had declined me from touching her, especially after she knows that I want a baby from her. I called Jenna last night for us to meet and bond as lovers should. What I hadn't expected was to see Amara in the same club with me. I thought she came there to hang out with a man. She was the center of admiration, but I saw the sophisticated lady she was hanging out with. The lady seemed classic, and I know Amara didn't meet that lady in the countryside.

She clearly didn't expect me to talk, seeing I usually suffer from my selective mutism. Still, this doesn't stop her from smirking. "I heard you're dating Brandon Brooks. How did that happen? Did he lose a bet or something?" Jenna's friends, who are shamelessly eavesdropping, all laugh in the background. They are like a pack of hyenas; if Jenna were a Disney character, she would definitely be the female version of Scar. I can already imagine her having her own evil musical number on a cliff after sacrificing her own blood for a pair of brand-new shoes.

Jenna was a woman in her early forties, with a kind smile on her face, looking easy to get along with. The tall and thin person next to Jenna was Eason, who looked serious. I smiled and greeted them. Then under Joseph's instruction, they went off to busy themselves. "You can live here tonight." "Thank you, Mr. Parker." I pursed my lips and said. Indeed, Joseph's appearance today had crushed Amanda's plan. If I went back to the Watson Pack today, Amanda and the elders of the Watson Pack would definitely give me a hard time and continue to question me.

After dinner, it was very late. When everyone was ready to go home, Kim suddenly came up to Jenna, who had been very low-key all night, and asked for a number. Jenna was a little embarrassed, but she took out her mobile phone and made friends with each other. "What's the matter? Interested in entertainment?" Ethan stood beside her and looked at her excited face in surprise. "No, I just think Jenna is a good person. Maybe she can become an A-list movie queen in the future. I'll add her and have more contacts."

I burst out laughing so hard I nearly choked on my soda. Jenna looks deeply unimpressed. “Yeah, real fucking funny,” she mutters, side-eyeing both of us. “Keep laughing, you bunch of soggy mofos. I’ll remember this when you two need someone to body a man for you in public and I’m too busy teaching spin hooks to felons named Big Maria.” Dawn snorts into her drink. “You’d thrive in there, don’t lie.” “Shut up,” Jenna says, but she’s already smiling.

And I try to follow it, but I'm not sure I like how close they are. I don't like knowing they slept together at some point. I don't like how she can keep up with him. I don't like it at all. But Aiden pushes and pushes until I end up sitting on his couch next to her and he has disappeared with a dumb excuse. "You're very awkward," Madison says all of a sudden, making my mouth fall open in offense, "I assumed you were bitchy, not awkward." "You're bitchy," I murmur under my breath, making her chuckle, "I guess I'm awkward because I don't have friends. Especially not girl friends. I'm not good at interacting with them."

"I heard you were being discharged today, so I got you a little gift. If you don't like it... or if there's anything else you need, I'll do my best to help you." So, the cake was from someone else. I apologized to the girl and explained the misunderstanding. Inside, I laughed bitterly at myself. This time, Jenna and I were truly done. When I reached the entrance to our apartment complex, I saw Jenna. She wore something sexy and trendy, her face done up with the heavy makeup she used to hate.

Questions burst out before I could stop them. “Who are you? How do you know about Emma? What exactly was she doing? Now she is dead, how can we stop it?” Jenna chuckled, the sound carrying both amusement and sadness. “Young people. So much energy.” Shaking her head, she reached for her veil carefully. The black fabric slipped away, and an elderly woman appeared before me—short white hair, wrinkled skin, and tired eyes that had clearly seen too much suffering. “My name is Jenna Fernandez.”

I recognized the name immediately. The biker group. I had heard of them. Arrogant idiots. Apparently popular at lunaris Academy. Jenna smiled. “Honestly, i almost feel sorry for her.” “You don’t sound sorry.” She shrugged. “Because she choosed her own misery.” I frowned. Something about this entire conversation felt wrong. I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the way Jenna seemed pleased. Maybe it was the fact that i could still feel Emma’s sadness through the bond. Or maybe….

Jeremiah called out as he threw a bottle of pain medicine Jake’s way. Jake caught it before it landed in the wedding cake. She stood up. “I’ve taken all I can from you two.” Jake couldn’t tell if she was upset or not. She actually seemed to enjoy their ribbing. “You need to behave. We are here to make a good impression,” she whispered. “People are watching.” It was true, and Jake was beginning to feel self-conscious. “You can tease me over Christmas,” she continued in a soft tone.