Jennie Best Friend Novels & Stories

He says and I try to rein them in. "I'm not crying over him. I'm crying over the fact that one of my best friends went behind my back, fucked my boyfriend and neither one of them said anything. That was weeks ago, Quinn!" I cry and he shooshes me gently, running his fingers through my hair as I calm down. "You deserve better, sweetheart. A better man and better friends." He says and his words soothe my shattered heart. I hold him tighter thinking maybe, just maybe I've found both in the same person.

"Will you go get us gals some shots," Jen asks as she bats her eyes at her boyfriend Max, "sure babe, come on bro, let's get the girls some shots," he and Scott go to the bar as I chat with Jen. Scott and Max are best friends and Jen is Max's girlfriend. We often hang out all four of us at the 'Sapphire club'. I met Jen through Scott but she is probably the closest thing I've ever had to having a girl bestfriend. I never really got on with most girls, I don't know why.

She said to Zac and Ken, “Zac, this is Jennie Sutherland. She’s my partner at the atelier and also my best friend.” Zac nodded and reached out his hand to Jennie. “Ms. Sutherland, hello. Thank you for taking care of Pheebs for me.” “You’re welcome. Pheebs is my friend, so it’s just what I should do.” Olivia pointed at Ken and introduced him. “This is Ken. You’ve met him before.” Jennie lifted her head to look at Ken. Then, she stared at him blankly for a long time. She did not recognize this man. Since the last time they met, he seemed to have gone through a lot.

"You're right. I'm sorry.. It was my fault." “Haha.. I'm just teasing you.” Jennie forgot that Bella's current state was not a state of being able to accept jokes. "Did you make a lot of friends?" "Of course.. They are all amazing." "What about boy friends?" Bella hopes that Jennie can mix well in public mixed schools. "Why do I have male friends? It just makes me uncomfortable.” “How did you know that? Someone made you feel uncomfortable?” "No! I'm just talking. I don't have time for such things."

"Yes Jennie i know. i also had to choose between my mate and my friend. i was also forced away from my mate just because of we our differences and hate between two kingdoms so i know and understand your pain" Jennie was speechless. she never thought that someone could recognise her pain or understand her. She broke into tears and hugged V. "Shhhhh..it's okay! you can tell me" He comforted her. "I....i lo...love Jungkook. He...is my freaking mate.....bu...but i can'...can't be together with him otherwise the Queen will ....kill my....best friends. i...i can.can't loose them!"Jennie said choking on each breath.

--- **Jade Calloway** Eleven years of friendship. Through storage rooms and stairwells and Sydney and Saturday brunches where she stole the French toast without apology. The woman who said *I love you* and *I'm angry at you* sometimes in the same sentence and meant both completely. Thank you, Jade, for being the kind of best friend everyone deserves and not everyone gets. --- **Renee Washington**

Jenna Jenna Maxwell, a 25-year-old woman with a kind heart and a fierce personality. She is a complete package of what men want in a woman. Looks, kindness, potential and mostly a loving nature which she had was every man's weakness, but she wasn’t any longer available for men. Her life was given to her best friend. Yes, she got married to her best friend who was also her second cousin, Liam. They never talked to each other as kids, nor ever barely saw as they used to live far from each other. In their teens, their families used to meet at festivals or family get-togethers, but they both had never gotten a chance to entangle with one another.

I asked her, turning to watch her reddening face and tuzzled hair. "Don't, Jeff! You have been calling Rihanna secretly behind me." She came at me. My heart jumped into my mouth. "What do you mean?" I asked her. "Don't play me for a fool!" She shrieked, looked over at her best friend then back at me. "You know what's worst, Jeff? I can condo you making out with other girls but my best friend? That's way beyond." I took a step further, trying to touch Jenny. "Come on, Jenny. Stop with all these now. Anna is your friend." I reminded her.

The soothing feeling helps me shake off the unease of the whole shocking revelation I just witnessed. Dear God. "I know she was your best friend." Jennie says, her voice filled with remorse. "I am sorry." "You do not have to be sorry for anything Jennie." I sigh, still trying to bring my rattled senses back. "I am just surprised that she is doing drugs now. She was not into drugs before."

“You’re magic, you know that?” She tilted her head. “Magic?” “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You always know how to pull me out of a bad headspace. Even when I don’t realize I need it.” She smiled, then bumped my knee with hers. “That’s what best friends are for, right?” I looked at her a beat too long. Best friends, she said. But the way my chest tightened… it was something else. I didn’t say it out loud, but in that moment, I knew: