it's been a while since I've written a JB fanfic. This will be quite different to say the least. It ties into my Sapphic Zone series about a chemical that only effects women. Jennifer, much like her movie self is self centered, arrogant and quite stuck up. Anita is much more dorky and strange in this, a true social outcast and Jennifer is forced to befriend her as part of her community service. Jennifer will go through some changes but more on the sensual side than the bloodthirsty monster side.

Jennifer honestly would've rather jail or house arrest if she could. When she thought of community service all that popped into her mind was picking up litter off the highway or working at a nursing home.

The Big Brother's/Big Sister thing didn't sound too bad, as long as the kid she was paired with wasn't a total brat. She met with the guidance councelor, Miss Johnson at 3 o'clock outside of her office.

"Are you ready, Jennifer?"

Jennifer was too distracted by her phone, shooting off a text rudely. "Uh, yeah. Is she here?"

"Her class is just getting out," she led her down a hallway she'd never gone down before.

Jennifer was feeling strange about this, skeptical about what she might be getting herself into. "So...how old is this girl?"

"Oh, she's your age, maybe 3 months off give or take."

"Well that's good, I thought maybe I had to babysit some kid who ate paste."

But then Jennifer saw something that made her stop dead in her tracks. The door Miss Johnson stood outside of. There were paint-hand prints on the glass, stickers. It said Special Education Centre. Jennifer felt herself freaking out, she was afraid of the worst.

"There's got to be some mistake!"

"Excuse me?" Miss Johnson was oblivious to Jennifer's plight.

"She's a re...she...what's wrong with her?"

"There's nothing wrong with her," Miss Johnson said in a serious tone of voice.

"B-but, that's the tard classroom!"

"Jennifer, Anita isn't like that."

"Then what's wrong with her?"

"She's just a little different," Miss Johnson smiled.

Jennifer crossed her arms, "You know, Miss Johnson, usually when somebody says that it only means one of two things."

"She just does things a little differently, Jennifer. She has some trouble socially but she's fine. She could really use a friend."

Jennifer sighed, she couldn't believe she was getting guilt tripped into this. Miss Johnson peeked in the window, "I think they're done. She'll be out soon."

Jennifer couldn't believe how nervous she was, literal knots in her stomach. Was she even qualified to be looking after someone like this? Sure, maybe she wasn't exactly challenged per say but still. As students exited the room, Jennifer found herself looking at all the faces to see who the lucky winner was.

Miss Johnson grabbed hold of a girl who almost walked right past her. "Anita," she said. Anita was blonde, not the greatest complexion, round lensed glasses and wore a wool sweater that looked old, maybe from the 80's or 90's. Miss Johnson positioned her in front of Jennifer, she was a little hunched over and didn't face Jennifer right away. "Anita, this is Jennifer."

Jennifer smiled but it was fairly forced, her teeth clenched maybe just a bit too much. "Hi, Anita."

Anita's face lit up in a hurry once she laid eyes on Jennifer, "Oh my God, you're so pretty!"

Jennifer wasn't sure what to say after that but thought the girl was cute with her over excited smile, her already big blue eyes magnified by her thick glasses. "Um, thank you," Jennifer tried to match her enthusiasm, at the same time looking back at Miss Johnson for help.

"Anita, can you please give Jennifer and I a minute?" Anita smiled and waved as she walked past Jennifer. She went up the hallway. Jennifer noticed that she really had trouble being still, she seemed fidgety.

"You have three strikes. Meaning that if you mess up 3 times you're out."

"Got it."

"After that I'm not sure what they'll get you to do. You're just lucky they didn't throw you in jail. They could easily give you three months. It doesn't matter how good looking or how popular you are. No one gets off scottfree.

"Oh yeah? What about Micheal Jackson? Or OJ?"

Miss Johnson sighed, "Please, just stay with her. Don't ditch her to hangout with your friends. She has to be home by 6. She has medication she needs to take at 5."

"I thought you said there was nothing wrong with her," Jennifer scoffed.

Jennifer let Anita lead the way, "Ok, so where are we going?"

Anita skipped in front of her, "Hike? There's this trail and this brook..."

"How about something that doesn't require exercise?"

"The library?"

"The library? Jennifer repeated, "We were just in school, why would you want to go to the library?"

"I like to read. There's this book I really want and..."

"Haven't you ever heard of Kindle?"

"Kindle? No, never heard of her," Jennifer's patience was really being tested, "I'm only kidding. My aunt might get me one for my birthday. Fingers crossed!"

"Ok...if that's really where you want to go." Anita grabbed her hand and led her down the street at neck break speed. "Whoa! Don't forget, I'm wearing heels!"

Jennifer felt so lame, she hadn't been in a library since maybe 6th grade. She didn't understand why Anita was so happy to be there. The smell of books made her think of school and the thought of sitting down to read gave her a headache.

She found a section of magazines while Anita bugged the librarian. Jennifer's reading level was nowhere near where it should be, nothing close to a high school level. Some students from their school made some obnoxious noises at a nearby bookshelf. She looked up from her People Magazine to realize it was some of her closest friends. They didn't even notice her but she forced that magazine in front of her face. She couldn't be seen with Anita, that would be the end of her. Her entire high school career.

Anita was relieved because she found her book and was so eager to show Jennifer. "Jennifer! Hey, look, Jennifer! They had it!"

"Shhh!"

"What is it?" Anita looked around, "Are you hiding from someone? Is it a boy?"

Jennifer remained silent with the magazine left covering her. Her friends walked right by he not even paying her or Anita any attention. They sat down at a table, Jennifer played on her phone while Anita read from her book.

Out of nowhere, Jennifer got a call. "Shauna? You were just where?"

Anita was annoyed by just how loud she was, "Sh! We're in a library!"

"Oh, weird coincidence. I'm there right now...No, haha...No, hahaha...I'm teaching inner city kids how to read...Yes. I. Know. How. To. Read." She hung up on her, "Bitch!"

The librarian hushed her from across the room.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Jennifer almost leaped out of her chair, "What is that?"

"Its time for me to take my pills," Anita said, reaching into her backpack. Jennifer knew she shouldn't but she peeked to see what it was she was taking. The word for it was way too long and he pill capsules looked kind of big. Anita swallowed them down with some water she had left in her thermos.

"Are you ready to go home?"

"Ok, new best friend."

Jennifer wasn't sure how she felt about that label. She planned on ditching her and going to the mall, anything to just disappear. Anita's house seemed normal at least, no white picket fence like Jennifer's but liveable. Jennifer walked her to the front door.

"We'll, ok, Anita. It's been fun but I really gotta jet..."

"Won't you come in? Just for a minute?"

"Well, I really..." It was hard to let the girl down gently when she was looking all doe eyed. She probably had nobody come over to her house before. "OK. Just for a minute."

Anita hugged her so fast that Jennifer had no time to brace herself. Anita invited her into her cozy home. An older women sat in a recliner, her back to them. "Hi, Aunt Gladys, this is Jennifer."

Aunt Gladys turned the recliner and gave Jennifer the most haunting glare. "Um, hi." Gladys made no effort to speak.m

"We're going to go to my room," then Anita had a great idea, "Can she stay for dinner?'

Jennifer knew she had to get out of there as soon as humanly possible and it was obvious already that she wasn't welcome there.

"I really have a lot of cramming to do...uh...plus I really don't want to get in your way...er...rain check?"

Anita didn't show that she was the least bit heartbroken by this, instead she led Jennifer into her room. It was a mix of pink, purple and greys. A weird mix of colors and shapes. There was a lot of nerd crap too, posters of fantasy and sci-fi stuff she couldn't stand.

"So this is my room...," Jennifer sat on the bed while Anita gave her tour which included her golden retriever, "This is Tyrion Lannister. My action figures..."

Jennifer couldn't help but notice on one of the walls some kind of collage, ripped out from magazines and who knew what else. They were all boobs, all different shapes and sizes. Some covered up and others left in all their glory.

"Uh, what is that?"

Anita was distracted by her own showmanship that she completely forgot she had such a thing to

"Oh! That's my boob wall!"

"Your what?" Jennifer frowned.

Anita jumped over to her wall of boobs and said proudly, "These are all my favorites! Someday I want to have ones like these!"

"Uh, huh." Jennifer had no idea what to think, "And why is that?"

"Because everyone likes boobs and of I have boobs like these then I'll be popular and people will like me."

Jennifer had to agree partially, "Yeah that's kind of true."

"It must be so cool to be the Centre of attention, Jennifer."

Jennifer smiled and nodded, "Yeah, it really is."

"Do you think maybe we could have a sleepover some night?"

"Uh...I'll let you know."

Anita couldn't contain her joy, she had to hug the brunette again before she left her, "Thank you for hanging out with me today "

Jennifer nervously patted her on the back, "Yeah no problem, Needy." She wasn't sure what she said at first, it sort of just slipped out.

"Needy?" Anita backed away from Jennifer for a second, she looked confused, upset even.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

"I have a nickname! I never had a nickname before!" She hugged Jennifer again with all her might. Jennifer winced, she thought she needed a crowbar to get out of this tight grip she was in.

"We'll, goodnight, Needy, really have to be going!"

"See you later, Jennifer!" She waved, satisfied by the day.

Jennifer was having doubts now about finishing her community service. She didn't want to seem like a stone cold bitch but was it too late to get assigned another kid?

Jennifer has her work cut out for her. I'll explain how she exactly got into this mess in the next chapter. Please review in the meantime!