Full Summary: Dave Turner, self-proclaimed ladies man of Degrassi. Jenna Middleton, the next teen star. Take a look into how their story began and how it will, hopefully, never end. Will Jenna be Dave's forever or will she eventually reject him again, just as she had done in the past?
*This story is based on a rp that I was in. I decided to make it into a story, so hopefully you guys will enjoy. Jave(Jenna/Dave) isn't really a ship that is worshiped, in a sense, but my friend and I enjoyed their relationship very much. I hope that you will too, or at least find their story/adventures cute :) Also, being that it was a facebook rp, there will be many references to facebook and terminology that is typically used on the ever so popular website.
December 12th, 2010. That is the day my story begins. It was just that morning that the other two-thirds of the Three Tenners convinced me to create a facebook. Wanting to keep up with the trends of Degrassi, and-maybe-possibly-stalk-some-hot-girls, I quickly gave into their peer pressure and became a social networker. At first I was pretty overwhelmed. I mean Media Immersion just had not prepared me for this new, confusing website. But, being the calm, cool and collected guy I am, I easily got the hang of it.
I couldn't have jumped onto the band-wagon at a better time. It was very close to Christmas time, which meant….cookies! Everyone was posting statuses left and right about their holidays and making these delicious treats. I did the most practical thing possible and asked, well, more kind of demanded, that people make me some baked goods. Unfortunately for me, not everyone was too excited to bake for me. Apparently they don't like it when you demand them around. I eventually got around this problem, though, by offering to help bake the cookies. It was a win-win situation; cookies for me, a baking partner for Jenna. Yes, you read this right. I said Jenna. Jenna Rae Middleton, the girl I fell for freshman year. The girl who didn't return my feelings. The girl who wanted to bake with me. Though I was a cookie-making virgin, I was not going to pass this opportunity up. After much playful banter over a facebook status, I headed over to her house where the cookie making commenced. It was strange for me to be so close to her so soon after getting rejected, but I had to put that behind me and be happy that we were still able to be friends. I couldn't help but feel a strange sort of connection to her, though. Her bright smile and rosy cheeks shone through her flour-covered face, a sight that made me fall harder for her. Still under the impression that she wanted nothing to do with me in that sense, I hid my attraction. I finished what I went there to do; bake and eat cookies. Once we were finished and cleaned off, back home I went, counting the moments until it was safe to message her on facebook without looking like a creep.
That time came faster than I expected. In fact, I didn't even have to do anything. When I returned home and got settled I was pleasantly surprised to see that I had a new notification. My lips formed a smile when I realized that it was from her, a smile that grew as I read her short but sweet wall post. "Thanks for all your help today," was all it said, but it was enough to make my heart skip a bit. It had been one day and this girl was already turning me into mush. But it didn't stop there. Simple flirtation from both sides of the web was going on, getting more playful by the day. Then we started planning another day we could get together. At the time I thought it was just me being overconfident, but I swore that she had a little thing for me. She would always say things like "I can't wait to see you again," or that she would be happy to spend every day of winter break with me. If I was a girl, I would have jumped around my room screaming "Oh my God!" at that moment. Actually, that's a lie. I totally did that. But not before securing a date, or 'hang-out time,' with her first. We decided to go ice skating, something I had no clue how to do. Jenna, the adorable human being that she is, assured me that she would help me keep on my feet. Looking back, I wonder if she was really the one who needed help staying up.