Jenny Pop Novels & Stories

She has her hair on curly waives that falls right on her shoulders. On the other hand, Annabelle, is demure and had always chose to look simple. She only had to put powder on her fair skinned face. She does not like the feel of those beauty poducts. She finds it heavy and she is really just not just used to it. She also sprays herself with baby cologne every morning and the smell lasts the whole day. Jenny has a glass-like skin with a brown complexion while she has a fair white clear skin tone. She got her looks from her mother who came from a Spanish descent. For her, she and Jenny are like perfect bestfriends complementing each other. “You didn’t wait for me,” Jenny said pouting her mouth.

Jennifer is always the one planning the wild, grandiose parties that the school approves without batting an eyelash because her father has enough money to pay for all the oxygen in the world if it was priced at a million dollars per inhale. “My daddy spoke to Principal Luna and I have permission to throw the mating party this year!” She announces what I already know, doing a little victory dance in one spot, pigtails bouncing. “Nothing is off limits! How fun is that, am I right?” She breathes in deep, claps, and squeals again. “Yay! It’s going to be so exciting!” Sometimes, I wonder if Jenny has a single brain cell left in that beautiful skull of hers, or if there’s just a handful of butterf

She carried a tablet in one hand and seemed ready for anything. Anderson shook her hand too. Her grip was warm and she held it a second longer than usual. “Eve, I look forward to working with you,” he said. He could already imagine her fiery spirit bringing fresh ideas to his projects. The last woman smiled shyly but her eyes sparkled. “My name is Jenny,” she said softly. Jenny had blonde hair that framed her pretty face in gentle curls. She wore a soft pink blouse and a skirt that hugged her curves in a sweet way. At twenty five, she had a kind and seductive charm. Her blue eyes looked up at him with warmth.

Anna stuttered; it was weird seeing Jennifer after such a long time and they didn't jump into each other’s arms and squeal like teenagers then begin to gossip right about the next minute. “Hmm…” Jenny hummed with a crumpled face and walked inside, rolling her eyes at Anna. Annabel smiled behind her, she was such a character. She closed the door and followed behind, she met Jenny standing in the sitting room with her handbag clutched firmly to her shoulder like someone was going to snatch it from her. “Really? Won't you at least sit down?” Anna asked with a little smile. “No, thank you. Just tell me why you asked me to come here and it better be worth my time.” She cut in quickly while dramat

I looked at her arm and saw she was holding it, and it looked like she could cry anytime. "Are you alright, Poppy? Is something wrong with your arm?" I asked worried "Oh, no. I just fell down the stairs the other day and hit my arm," Poppy said. Of course, I knew she was lying. "There you are, Poppy. I need you to help me with something real quick," One of the workers said, and she turned to me. "If you will excuse me and Poppy for a moment, Queen Jennifer," the woman said with a smile.

Britney taught her how to darken her eyebrows to complement the new hair color, while Jessica introduced her to bronzer, a new area for Jenny. Seated in front of the mirror in her new apartment, Jenny reflected on her transformation. She doubted she would recognize herself now compared to when she was still Jenny Swift, the youngest of the Swift siblings. Although Father never publicly announced her death or recovery, she quickly faded from public memory after the initial buzz of the local news story died down.

Jenny pov "Jenny, jenny"the girls called and I groaned loudly "what? "I yelled "we told you that we are going shopping today right? Then, why are you still on your bed"nikki asked "am tired okay? "I said "the Jenny I know is never tired of shopping "Alice said "well, am not the that Jenny any more, please get out of my room"i yelled "okay we'll go, but note that we will always be here for you no matter what"Nikki said

“Sir Arlo…” “Jenny, get out! If I need you I'll call you, stop being a bother and instead go and do something useful! God!” Arlo yelled at his personal assistant, Jennifer Valgara who was mostly known as Jenny. Jenny was about twenty-five just three years younger than Arlo, she was a fresh graduate from UC Berkeley, one of the smartest in her set but really dumb in the way she believes that one day her unrequited love for Arlo Ian Markis the (infamous billionaire playboy) will be reciprocated. Jenny is convinced that she is the one meant for Arlo, although he has a girl, she is filled with an instinctive knowing that she would be the mother of his children, the matriarch of the next generati

Jenni I’m in bed with my head laying on Teddy’s chest as he caresses his fingers up and down my arm. I can't stop smiling as I look up at his face, he's my mate, my FATED mate. I was scared he only thought of me as his sister's friend, but he loves me. ME, the little girl who used to follow him around all the time, just to be closer to him. The teenage girl who used to write Jen loves Teddy in all her journals. The girl who knew he would never look twice at. The girl who knew he would never love her like that. But he does, he really does. My heart won't stop its erratic beating.

Not quite long, Raven came in with her friends who she has no idea of and the person was the almighty Jenny who had disguised herself to be someone Ava can't recognise even though she had known her. "Jane, met my friend Ava. Ava met my friend jane". Raven introduced Jenny to her who had told her to call her Jane in front of her friends in order to avoid being caught. "Nice to meet you!!" Jenny shakes her hand with raw Hatred before letting go. They waited for Ava to put on her shoe and the moment she was done, they headed towards their car and drove off.