Jennie Best Friend Novels & Stories

I need to write it down, even if it doesn’t make sense. Today, I told Fenny about Jessen. I’ve been so happy with him, and I wanted to share that joy with her. Fenny has always been the one I turn to, my cousin and my best friend. She’s usually so supportive, so understanding. But today—today was different.

Jennie took a hot shower, got dressed, and made a call to her best girl pal. "Hello, Susan. Can I visit you at your office? I am going insane with guilt, and I need to chat with someone regarding my sins. And Susan, it's you that comes to mind when I think about confessing. Also, you and Steven are the only actual friends I have. Plus, Steven is out of the question because he will despise me before Jackson can have the chance to reject me. If he discovers my secret." Jennie explains in a haltering and fast tone.

And Tristan realized Lena was following him. So, he followed her. He killed her on that cliff because she knew too much and was going to tell me the truth. So, she had to die. I sat in that small office, my whole body shaking. I felt a vast, consuming hatred boiling inside me. Tristan Shaw, you killed my best friend. You killed the person who cared for me more than anyone else in the world. And you still sat across from me every day, eating like nothing had happened, smiling as you told me good night.

She didn't have anyone to take good care of her baby because her parents died when she was young and she was assured that her baby will be in the good hands of her cousin Lisa and her best friend Jennie. Jennie noticed that her best friend was kinda left out so she called her. " Irene to earth? " Jennie asked "you ok?.. Yah Lisa stop hugging irene she looks uncomfortable! " " Hey, small bunny! Who are you to tell me not to hug my cousin?! " Lisa said but complied with what Jennie said " You two looked cute together! " Irene said that made the two latter surprised " You two should date" " Never! She's too small, unsexy, and hot-headed for me! " Lisa said and smirked at the small bunny

Synopsis: Leanna is my best friend. Ever since that embarrassing moment in first grade, the one where I tried to admit my love for Johnny Smith, she has always been there for me. We share everything.… ********************* Leanna is my best friend. Ever since that embarrassing moment in first grade, the one where I tried to admit my love for Johnny Smith, she has always been there for me. We share everything. Classes, lunches, and even secrets, but I've never seen her fall in love. It's like impossible, she's immune, never mooning over a boy or staring at a hottie. Sometimes I wonder if she's human or not.

"Nice to meet you," Collen quickly took my hands and shook them. My hands fell limp to my side. "Is everything okay?" Hannah asked, her green eyes searching mine. "Yeah, just that um, I was about to go to bed when you came," I lied through my teeth. My heart was beating not just within my chest but I could hear it in head. This was the first time I had lied to my best friend in all our twelve years of being friends. "Oh, I was hoping you could stay up with us to watch a movie."

I extended my hand towards her as well, and her eyes lit up with excitement as she immediately placed her hand in mine. "Hi, I'm Sheena," she introduced herself. "Pleased to meet you, Sheena," I replied, flashing her a charming smile. Turning my attention back to the blonde who had been ignoring me, I inquired, "And what's your name?" "She's Mia," Sheena nudged her friend. Only then did Mia divert her attention from her phone to Sheena. "What?" Mia frowned at her friend. "Look who's here! It's Logan Mancini, the famous businessman and the most eligible bachelor in the city," Sheena exclaimed, bubbling with excitement.

But she and Emma had been fast friends, and I couldn't imagine that Emma was thrilled to see her go. "I'm going to miss her," Emma conceded. "Jenny is the best friend I've ever had. That's probably part of my doldrums." She gave her head a little shake. "I'm okay, though." She pointed to a doorway that was covered with thick plastic sheeting. "Is this the room?"

I protested. “She’s not my girlfriend,” “Maybe you’ll agree if I say she’s your sex buddy then,” He clicked his tongue and groan. “Jenny is not my girlfriend or my sex buddy because she doesn’t swing that way,” My eyes went wide. “She’s a…” I got tongue tied. “Yes,” “I thought you both were having … the day she came here,” He scrutinized me. “It was a video. I’m just a friend to jenny. She hangs out with me to avoid bullies and questions, they get too much sometimes,”

"I’ve got clients I haven’t heard from in years suddenly asking if I can 'squeeze them in' just so they can ask if I really know the girl on Damien Blackwood’s arm." "Seriously!" Jenna added, taking a long, slow sip of her martini. "I was at the gym and saw your face on the TV above the treadmills. I literally told the girl next to me, 'Yeah, that’s my best friend. We share fries.' The look of pure envy on her face? It was better than any workout."