This story features Jenny from Gossip Girl, who with her father and brother has come to London. A bored Jenny soon meets resident bad girl Effy Stonem.

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The pub was old fashioned and a bit grotty. The atmosphere however was warm and welcoming, contrast to the hard and unwanted appearance. The Wagon-wheel was a favourite pub in Bristol. The cold air battered the door as it opened; A blond haired girl emerged from the pub. She sighed as she sat on an empty crate outside. The air flew at her like hungry lions, she pulled her baggy cardigan shut and shivered. She hated London. She wanted to go home.

Her name was Jennifer Humphrey, She was an American teenager, who lived in New York. Her father, Rufus, and Brother, Dan, were all in London so her father could open up an art gallery. Rufus Humphrey was an artist and decided to open a new gallery in London, hoping to sell more of his work. Jenny wanted to stay in New York with her Step-mother, Lily, and Step-siblings, Serena and Eric but Rufus refused. Wanting to spend bonding time with his own flesh and blood was his excuse for not allowing Jenny or Dan to stay in America. So here she was in England, and she hated it. Nobody knew her but that did not stop them from judging her. She wanted to go home but was stuck for another in the UK for another 3 weeks. Oh how she dreaded it. She was so bored. Nobody round here would give her a chance. Though to be fair nobody took her fancy either, they all looked boring, none of them would satisfy her for long, if ever.

Her long blond extensions blew in the wind and she shivered rapidly. She could not go back in to listen to her dad and brother bang on about how much they loved the country. Jenny was honest but if she had voiced her hatred for the country she would be shot down by her family. Claiming her to be selfish, unsporting and rude. So rather than cause a pointless argument she told her family she needed to make a phone call when in reality she came outside to sit in the freezing cold on a scabby old wooden crate.

Jenny sits in silence and gazes into thin air when something glides past her. it was a person. Jenny focuses her attention completely on this person now. She was a female. with brown hair. The girl stopped and wasn't facing Jenny. Looking the girl up and down Jenny studied her. She had black biker boots on, her bare legs where covered in fish-net tights which were slashed and ripped in random areas. Covering this was a very short black dress, passable as a top but it was still a dress. The girl was breathing hard. She had been running. Jenny let out a loud sigh and the young female spun round. She stared at Jenny while still breathing heavy, she thought she was alone, Jenny had ruined her plan. The girls exchanged glances before Jenny looked at the floor. She felt even uncomfortable now but not enough to run away and go back inside.

The brunette leans against the cold brick wall and her facial expression lets Jenny know that its a relief, almost pleasurable. She was obviously hot. The girl then takes pulls a packet of cigarettes out of her cleavage. She opens the packet and removes one cigarette and a yellow lighter. She places the cigarette in between her soft looking lips and tries to light it. A flame soon appears but doesn't last long enough for her to light up. She keeps trying unsuccessfully. Jenny turns away. She knows this stranger may ask her for a light and the thought made her nervous, almost nauseous. Jenny heard a puff and turned back to find the girl staring at her. In her hand the lighted cigarette was gently giving off grey smoke. The girl exhaled and smoke crawled out of her mouth. The smoke approached Jenny like a pack of wolves slowly separating and surrounding her. Jenny looked away when the smoke got to her face. Letting out a small cough, trying to make it silent. Jenny looked up and the brunette gave a small smile. So small it wasn't even noticeable. Jenny just assumed it was. The girl continued to smoke her cigarette. While Jenny would continue to watch her in awe but looked away when she looked Jenny's way. The girl eventually caught Jenny looking her way, this time however Jenny didn't look away. Knowing she had been caught, if she looked away now she would look pathetic and she did not want that. The girl slowly threw her arm forward and signaled the cigarette in Jenny's way. Jenny froze and didn't move. The girl shook her hand, offering Jenny the rest of the half smoked cigarette. Jenny just shook her head and smiled.

'You can have a whole fag if you want?' The brunette spoke.

Jenny struggled, she didn't know what to say. 'No thanks.'

'Not a smoker. I could tell.' She sat on another wooden crate, opposite from Jenny's. This crate was a big wider and bigger than Jenny's was. Jenny didn't speak she just sat there looking at the girl.

'I'm Effy' She spoke again.

'I'm Jennifer. Shit. No. I mean Jenny! My name is Jenny.'

Effy giggled. 'It's OK. Effy is short for Elizabeth.'

Jenny looked at her and gave a genuine smile, she somehow felt accepted by the girl and she had only just told Effy her name.