Jennies Best Friend Novels & Stories

Jennifer stomped her foot in frustration and ran out crying. Ken, initially filled with resentment, felt it melt into concern the moment he saw her tears. He chased after her. "Jen!" Jennifer threw herself into his arms, choking back sobs. "You're still the best, Ken." "Because I like you," he said, gazing at her tenderly, confessing his love. "It's so great to have a friend like you who likes me," she replied. Hearing Jennifer once again emphasize 'friend', Ken couldn't help but feel a flicker of irritation.

I managed to choke out, gripping my napkin under the table as Charles drove his fingers deeper. ‎"Well, since no one asked," Christie chimed in with a grin, "I had an amazing weekend with my boyfriend's family. But more importantly, Maya... did you ever text back that guy from your study group? Jayce?" ‎ My dad looked up, his interest instantly piqued. "Jayce? Who's Jayce? When do I get to meet your boyfriend, Maya?" ‎ My hand trembled. The pancake on my fork slipped, dropping onto my lap and staining my dress with honey. Under the table, Charles's fingers instantly froze—then dug hard into my wet pussy. My heart hammered against my ribs.

Jason deadpanned and Jessica's face scowled at me in response. I don't care bitch. But, if you can then please take him to that goddamn party I would be indebted to you forever. "I think we all should go to the amusement park" Dylan, Jason's best friend replied excitedly. I smiled at him in response. He is the only friend of Jason I liked. He is sweet and caring, unlike the others. Jessica and Cindy are such a show-off and always rude to others. Tony is an asshole you could always see him bullying others in the school hallways.

she said to me. “How about you?” I wonder why it suddenly sympathized with itself? “As I expected—you will answer my question with a question too. Even when you really can’t answer me correctly,” she snapped at me, which was already irritating me. Jenny is my younger friend. She is the daughter of a rich businessman who is my mom’s best friend.

The city outside was glowing in gentle golds and blues, lights flickering like fireflies. “Do you always know what to get people?” Darius asked as he sipped his wine. “I try,” I said with a shrug. “It’s part instinct, part empathy.” He nodded. “You’re thoughtful. It shows in everything you do.” I smiled faintly and tucked my hair behind my ear. “I met with Summer today.” “Summer?” he asked, eyebrows raised. “My best friend. I told you about her, right?” He thought for a moment, then nodded. “Ah, yes. The one who you stayed in contact with during your... break.”

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,”

One especially infuriating thing about Kieran Darjee is that she thinks she knows every fucking thing. She thinks she knows exactly how I feel and what I think. If she’d bother to ask every once in a while, she’d know just how wrong she is. Disregarding however I might feel about her, why would I not want her to be at the celebration? She’s been my best friend since we were kids and we’ve always gone to the celebration together, so why would that change now? We’ve let bygones be bygones and are choosing to ignore the fact that we were estranged for two years, so ideally, nothing has changed between us. Or am I expecting too much?

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.

“I’m sorry, Jenni. We shouldn’t have done that.” She opens her eyes and looks back at me. “Why not?” “You know why not. Because of Ronnie.” She juts her chin out. “You think I care what he thinks?” She crosses her arms. “I can kiss who I want. I don’t need his permission.” “But I have to answer to him. He’s my best friend, and I don’t want to lose that friendship.” I stand up. “I should probably go,” Jenni says. “Right. Uh…” I rub the back of my neck. “Thanks for stopping by.”

“What are you doing here? This is a private vacation with my daughter.” Elena’s gaze slid over to Mia, appraising her slowly from head to toe. “And who is this lovely young thing? She looks far too beautiful to be just a ‘family friend.’” Mia lifted her chin, refusing to be intimidated. “Mia Thompson. Lily’s best friend.” “Best friend,” Elena repeated, amusement flickering in her eyes. “How sweet. You must be very… close to the family.” The way she said it made Mia’s skin crawl.