A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this in a while! But here's chapter 1 and I just have to type chapter 2! Enjoy! Dee
Meeting Jenna:
"Do you want that shaken or stirred?" she asked in a polite, yet friendly way.
"Shaken", said the obviously intrigued customer.
"Ok then. Be right back." she said.
As she turned around, she rolled her eyes in disgust. She walked over to the bar and adjusted her short, tight black tank top. It may be hot and sexy to have curves in the right places, but it wasn't easy in this outfit. The "costume" consisted of black, tight hot pants and the tank top with the bar's name, Mist, across it in a silver script. Yeah, it was sleazy, but it was a costume that all waitresses/lap dancers wore at the bar. It wasn't her fault her dad owed Coleman a hell of a lot of money, but she couldn't make AJ pay the debt, or let her dad go to jail…or worse.
Courtney Matthews Quartermaine wasn't this kind of girl, but "Jenna Thompson" sure was. That was what everyone knew her by. An alias created so that no one knew the truth, except for herself, Coleman…and him. "Hey Jason. Can I get you another beer?" she asked the hot guy sitting at the bar while putting her hair up and preparing the martini.
"No, I'm fine. Thanks. Was that guy giving you any trouble?" he questioned in a protective way.
"No, I'm just really tired. That's all!" she stated, her smile widening, making his knees go weak.
"Hey Jenna! Your customer's waiting in the back room and not only for his drink" Coleman stated rudely.
Jason eyed him angrily and began to stand up, but Courtney stopped him by putting her hand on his shoulder. Her warmth stopped him immediately. She then grabbed the martini and headed for the back room, Jason's sad eyes burning into the back of her head. This was just another night for Jenna to be every guy's favorite slut.
A/N: Sorry! I know this was short and boring, but next chapter a lot of AJ/Courtney/Jason confrontation. Hope you enjoy! Dee