Jenna Hamilton Awkward の小説・ストーリー

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.

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.”

He shoved his hands deep into his pockets when Jennifer's eyes darted around the room like she was suffering from post-nut clarity. Elen didn't regret having sex with her, but if he'd known that sex would lead them to this point of him wanting to make amends, then he wouldn't have done it at all. This had fucked their friendship up and he had no idea how to fix the mess. The discomfort became mutual when Jennifer sized him up, waiting for him to make a mistake or say any inappropriate word. "This ... .was awkward,” she finally spoke. “Awkward" is putting it mildly. This is the greatest mistake I've ever made.”

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….

She seemed as if she was at the age of attending college, but I could be wrong. ‘’Hey, I’m Jenna.’’ She held out her hand for me to shake. ‘’We are not allowed to have romantic friends over when our parents aren’t here,’’ I ignored her hand. Her face went red. ‘’I was actually about to leave.’’ But her attire said otherwise, dressed in a brown oversize t-shirt and I could see the end of her underwear peeking out. ‘’You aren’t going anywhere; we came down to grab something to eat.’’ Aaron told her, as if he owned the place.

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.

And this thing I'm wearing—a dress for dolls—is too large for my delicate little body! "Did you guys hear that?" Jenna exchanges a grin with her friends. "Her voice is so small! And look at this—" her finger lifts the dress, revealing my stomach. She pokes the little pouch, snorting in amusement. "She is still fat! Look at that belly!" Isla and Sarah laugh hysterically, and Jenna joins in with them. Their thundering voices make my heart clap inside my chest. I don't want to be this small anymore! "Hey, hey, could we hold a hamster wedding? Isla has a hamster inside her room that could be the groom!"