Author's Note:
Hey... How goes it?
Okay... first a shout out to Sara and my other kick ass reviewer, Zane, you guys ROCK!
Anyway, Zane... you need to see SLC Punk... then you'd understand some of the nonsense in this story... LOL!
Okay... nothing much is happening in this chapter... then again not much happens in the previous chapters either... I fear my fic is slowly becoming like Sara's, nothing but randomness!
{shivers}
That's a scary thought...
Just kidding, Sara, your story is awesome... unfortunately you know it, like Matt... YOU KNOW TOO MUCH!
- Peace out! (I'm such a dork!)
"Would you like a doughnut?" – Billy Boy Manson, Do Not Disturb
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"So... what happened?" she demanded to know as they walked down the small aisles of the video store.
"For the hundredth time, nothing!" Jenna shouted with annoyance, the only two other people in the entire store turned and looked in her direction.
"So what you're saying is..." Sara began to say, Jenna only sighed tiredly and rolled her eyes.
They walked up to the counter at the head of the store, Sara dumping the large stack of video cases on the counter top as Sam and Jenna whispered to themselves.
"Do you think we should tell her?" Sam wondered.
"Are you crazy? I'd never heard the end of it!" Jenna answered strictly.
"Heya Chippo!" Sara greeted the tall boy at the register.
"Hello Satan..." he teased with a kind smile, Sara only laughed slightly at him.
"Where's Randy?" Sara asked him eagerly, leaning on the counter idly with interest.
"In the back, labeling..." the boy answered with boredom, his head down as he scanned the tapes for rental.
"Oh... I see..." she replied with disappointment, looks like she wouldn't get to bother him today.
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The three girls sat in random places around Sara's room, Jenna in the chair, Samantha on the bed, and Sara on the floor with a half gone six-pack of Jolt.
"Oh my god... NO!" Sara cried as she stared up at the television screen with sadness.
"No Bob! Don't take those pills!!!" Jenna shrieked at the TV as if the movie could hear her.
"Poor Bob... he was Jesus..." Sam said sadly, fighting back the tears that where accumulating in her blue eyes.
"He was... he could walk on water man!" Jenna added in depression.
"Damn you Stevo! Leave that slut be!" Sara shouted angrily at the blue haired character in the film.
"She's a dragqueen!" Sam remarked smartly, with little respect for the blue haired character's new love interest in the movie.
"You're best friend is dying and all you can think about is the whore!?!" Jenna questioned harshly, sadness still in her voice for what was to come.
"She's a dragqueen!" Sam repeated in the same tone of disinterest.
"She needs a pair of tweezers or something because those eyebrows are YIKES!" Sara muttered as she sipped at her can of Jolt.
"Oh no, BOB!" Samantha cried, Jenna and Sara joined in on the sobs.
"Only posers die!!!" Sara shrieked as she cried her eyes out, the others began to wipe the tears from their eyes.
"Oh, by the way... Tim kissed me..." Jenna mumbled under her breath, Sara quickly hit the mute button on her remote.
"What? Come again?" the blonde snapped with suspicion, turning towards the brunette with anger in her eyes.
"Nothing... I didn't say anything... Stevo must have said something..." Jenna lied, looking around the room with false interest.
"How could you let that whore kiss you? Do you even know where that mouth has been?" Sara questioned with anxiety as she stood before Jenna in a state of unrest.
"Told ya!" Sam sarcastically added, Jenna only glared at her.
"Its not that big a deal... it was a one time thing!" Jenna explained to the psychotic blonde before her, shaking her craziness off as just another usual fit.
"NO! You don't get it... its definitely gonna lead to a one time thing!" Sara warned her loudly, waving her arms in the air for no real reason but dramatics.
Jenna only rolled her eyes and sighed deeply at her friend's insanity.
"Just don't say I'm... damned for all time..." Samantha sang with humor from the bed, trying not to erupt in a hysterical fit of laughter.
"Oh shut up Judas!" Jenna sighed to the red head beside her with annoyance.
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"It's gotten to where I hate the weekend..." Simon sighed as they walked through the busy halls of the high school, it was the first day of the school week.
"What!?!" Tim spat in confusion as he came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hall, the two boys kept walking till they realized he had stopped. "How can you hate the weekend?"
"I just do... its boring." Simon explained, Jake only looked him over curiously as Tim stared his way in bewilderment.
"You geek!" Tim accused before he began walking again, the other two boys decided to continue down the hall as well.
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"Hey Sara!" they heard someone call frantically from behind them, Jenna and Samantha both turned to face the person who came rushing towards them while Sara continued to stare into her locker.
"What?" the blonde questioned with boredom as she gathered books from her messy locker, her head bumping the small doll with rainbow colored hair, which hung from her coat hook by its neck.
"You got Mr. Marliston, right?" the skinny blonde haired boy asked in a rush as he came up behind her, Sara only shook her head no. "Do you?" he then asked Jenna eagerly.
"Not this semester... last." The brunette answered as Sara zipped up her backpack.
"Man! He's gonna kill me!" the boy shrieked, bringing his hands to his messy dark blonde hair with stress.
"Awww... poor Kenny..." Sara joked as she pinched his cheek slightly while trying not to laugh.
"This is serious!" the blonde boy, Kenny, insisted with worry. "I have a huge English test today and no notes!"
"Well that's your problem, personally if you'd spend more time in class and less chasing Jody around you'd be getting somewhere in life!" Sara explained, both girls and Kenny stopped dead in their tracts at her words.
"Wow... Sara is all wise and junk today... weird!" Jenna commented, Sam only nodded mutely.
"It's the Jolt..." Sara noted as she walked ahead of them to her first period class.
"Kenny, why don't you ask someone in your class for notes?" Sam wondered finally.
"I tried that..." he told her sadly. "They told me to fuck off..." he leaned back against a nearby locker in depression, Jenna sighed at him.
"What's the subject and when's the class?" the brunette questioned with annoyance, Kenny only looked up at her with hope.
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"Hey..." Jenna sighed as she walked up to the three boys, the bell was about to ring.
"Hi!" Tim greeted her eagerly, an overly sure smile stretched across his face.
Jenna laughed slightly at his cheerfulness to see her.
"What do you want?" Jake asked suddenly in a not-so-friendly mood.
"Do you still have your English notes?" the brunette asked Tim, ignoring Jake's rudeness completely.
"Tim taking notes?" Simon questioned out of nowhere. "That's a funny thought..." he then began to laugh to himself.
"Shut up!" Tim snapped offensively at the red haired boy to his right, Simon only shook his head while continuing to laugh. "Why do you need notes?" he then asked Jenna.
"Its for Kenny... he's pretty upset 'cause he thinks he's gonna flunk Marliston's class." She explained.
"Marliston's an asshole!" Jake replied randomly.
"I swear... I saw him wearing lipstick once..." Tim informed them, Jenna and Simon only looked him over in confusion.
"Sounds about right..." Jake muttered emotionlessly as he slipped his hands in the pockets of his trench coat. "Here..." he then handed her a handful of messy papers.
"What's this?" Jenna wondered as she took them from him, she then quickly noticed they were his English notes.
Tim looked Jake over carefully, eying his coat as he did so.
"How much stuff you got in that thing, man?" Tim asked him, referring to his trench coat, Jake only shrugged unknowingly.
"Trench coats are like safes!" Jenna announced, she then shoved the wad of papers into her slightly open backpack. "Thanks..." she said to Jake with a smile, slowly running her hand down the side of his black coat as she walked away from them to her class.
Jake sent the girl a curious yet intrigued glance as he watched her walk away, he then noticed the way Tim was staring at him.
"What?" he questioned Tim's look of anger, shrugging slightly like before.
Tim opened his mouth to say something then decided against it, he only took a deep breath then walked away in angst.
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The last bell of the day was ringing loudly throughout the school, causing the mob of students to flood the halls in hopes of escaping the workload of the day. Jenna made her way down the crowded hall, her head down as she stared at her Spongebob shoelaces, which were untied.
"Hey, Jen!" she heard someone call with excitement, she quickly looked up to see Kenny coming towards her, practically jumping with joy.
"Hi..." she could barely get the words out as he snatched her up in his arms and hugged her tightly, lifting her off of the ground a couple of inches. "Whoa..." she exclaimed in shock before he put her back down.
"Thank you so much!" he muttered happily as her feet touched the tiled floor once again.
"I take it you passed the test..." Jenna said with a slight laugh. "Did you study all day?"
"Well... actually I cheated off the notes..." he responded slowly, thinking over what he was saying, Jenna narrowed her glance on him. "But I passed!" he then added cheerfully.
"Good for you..." she let another laugh escape her lips while shaking her head slightly at him.
"Thanks!" Kenny shrieked again, taking her in his arms once more for another hug... he certainly was affectionate, she had to give him that much!
"What the hell!?!" they heard from behind them, Kenny turned around, Jenna still in his arms.
"Oh... Hi Tim..." Kenny greeted the boy who now stood in front of them, he slowly loosened his grip on the brunette.
"Is it just me or is it Feel Jenna Up Day?" Tim asked them in confusion, a bit agitated by the day's events.
"I was just thanking her for helping me with English... that's all man!" Kenny assured him with an innocent grin, Tim didn't look like he believed him though.
"Well thank Jake, they're his notes!" Tim suggested smartly as he stepped closer to Jenna, almost protectively.
"No way dude! I ain't gettin' fresh with him!" Kenny sarcastically implied, Jenna laughed hysterically at his remark, Tim was the only one that didn't seem to be amused by the comment.
Tim looked Jenna over closely, she suddenly became uncomfortable and folded her arms across her chest tightly.
"I gotta go..." Kenny mumbled uneasily, he then leaned in and quickly kissed Jenna on the cheek, she blushed at the gesture. "Bye..." he then told Tim, walking away cautiously.
"Bye..." Tim replied in an emotionless tone. "Your mom's still driving us to soccer practice, right?" he then asked politely.
"Four o'clock!" Kenny called to him before walking out of their sight, into the crowd of students.
"What was that all about?" Tim then asked Jenna in all seriousness.
"Nothing..." she innocently trailed off, he stared down at her curiously.
He then looked up at him with a sweet smile, he returned the look before she quickly kissed him on the lips then skipped away, still smiling as she ran off to find her friends.
Hey... How goes it?
Okay... first a shout out to Sara and my other kick ass reviewer, Zane, you guys ROCK!
Anyway, Zane... you need to see SLC Punk... then you'd understand some of the nonsense in this story... LOL!
Okay... nothing much is happening in this chapter... then again not much happens in the previous chapters either... I fear my fic is slowly becoming like Sara's, nothing but randomness!
{shivers}
That's a scary thought...
Just kidding, Sara, your story is awesome... unfortunately you know it, like Matt... YOU KNOW TOO MUCH!
- Peace out! (I'm such a dork!)
"Would you like a doughnut?" – Billy Boy Manson, Do Not Disturb
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"So... what happened?" she demanded to know as they walked down the small aisles of the video store.
"For the hundredth time, nothing!" Jenna shouted with annoyance, the only two other people in the entire store turned and looked in her direction.
"So what you're saying is..." Sara began to say, Jenna only sighed tiredly and rolled her eyes.
They walked up to the counter at the head of the store, Sara dumping the large stack of video cases on the counter top as Sam and Jenna whispered to themselves.
"Do you think we should tell her?" Sam wondered.
"Are you crazy? I'd never heard the end of it!" Jenna answered strictly.
"Heya Chippo!" Sara greeted the tall boy at the register.
"Hello Satan..." he teased with a kind smile, Sara only laughed slightly at him.
"Where's Randy?" Sara asked him eagerly, leaning on the counter idly with interest.
"In the back, labeling..." the boy answered with boredom, his head down as he scanned the tapes for rental.
"Oh... I see..." she replied with disappointment, looks like she wouldn't get to bother him today.
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The three girls sat in random places around Sara's room, Jenna in the chair, Samantha on the bed, and Sara on the floor with a half gone six-pack of Jolt.
"Oh my god... NO!" Sara cried as she stared up at the television screen with sadness.
"No Bob! Don't take those pills!!!" Jenna shrieked at the TV as if the movie could hear her.
"Poor Bob... he was Jesus..." Sam said sadly, fighting back the tears that where accumulating in her blue eyes.
"He was... he could walk on water man!" Jenna added in depression.
"Damn you Stevo! Leave that slut be!" Sara shouted angrily at the blue haired character in the film.
"She's a dragqueen!" Sam remarked smartly, with little respect for the blue haired character's new love interest in the movie.
"You're best friend is dying and all you can think about is the whore!?!" Jenna questioned harshly, sadness still in her voice for what was to come.
"She's a dragqueen!" Sam repeated in the same tone of disinterest.
"She needs a pair of tweezers or something because those eyebrows are YIKES!" Sara muttered as she sipped at her can of Jolt.
"Oh no, BOB!" Samantha cried, Jenna and Sara joined in on the sobs.
"Only posers die!!!" Sara shrieked as she cried her eyes out, the others began to wipe the tears from their eyes.
"Oh, by the way... Tim kissed me..." Jenna mumbled under her breath, Sara quickly hit the mute button on her remote.
"What? Come again?" the blonde snapped with suspicion, turning towards the brunette with anger in her eyes.
"Nothing... I didn't say anything... Stevo must have said something..." Jenna lied, looking around the room with false interest.
"How could you let that whore kiss you? Do you even know where that mouth has been?" Sara questioned with anxiety as she stood before Jenna in a state of unrest.
"Told ya!" Sam sarcastically added, Jenna only glared at her.
"Its not that big a deal... it was a one time thing!" Jenna explained to the psychotic blonde before her, shaking her craziness off as just another usual fit.
"NO! You don't get it... its definitely gonna lead to a one time thing!" Sara warned her loudly, waving her arms in the air for no real reason but dramatics.
Jenna only rolled her eyes and sighed deeply at her friend's insanity.
"Just don't say I'm... damned for all time..." Samantha sang with humor from the bed, trying not to erupt in a hysterical fit of laughter.
"Oh shut up Judas!" Jenna sighed to the red head beside her with annoyance.
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"It's gotten to where I hate the weekend..." Simon sighed as they walked through the busy halls of the high school, it was the first day of the school week.
"What!?!" Tim spat in confusion as he came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hall, the two boys kept walking till they realized he had stopped. "How can you hate the weekend?"
"I just do... its boring." Simon explained, Jake only looked him over curiously as Tim stared his way in bewilderment.
"You geek!" Tim accused before he began walking again, the other two boys decided to continue down the hall as well.
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"Hey Sara!" they heard someone call frantically from behind them, Jenna and Samantha both turned to face the person who came rushing towards them while Sara continued to stare into her locker.
"What?" the blonde questioned with boredom as she gathered books from her messy locker, her head bumping the small doll with rainbow colored hair, which hung from her coat hook by its neck.
"You got Mr. Marliston, right?" the skinny blonde haired boy asked in a rush as he came up behind her, Sara only shook her head no. "Do you?" he then asked Jenna eagerly.
"Not this semester... last." The brunette answered as Sara zipped up her backpack.
"Man! He's gonna kill me!" the boy shrieked, bringing his hands to his messy dark blonde hair with stress.
"Awww... poor Kenny..." Sara joked as she pinched his cheek slightly while trying not to laugh.
"This is serious!" the blonde boy, Kenny, insisted with worry. "I have a huge English test today and no notes!"
"Well that's your problem, personally if you'd spend more time in class and less chasing Jody around you'd be getting somewhere in life!" Sara explained, both girls and Kenny stopped dead in their tracts at her words.
"Wow... Sara is all wise and junk today... weird!" Jenna commented, Sam only nodded mutely.
"It's the Jolt..." Sara noted as she walked ahead of them to her first period class.
"Kenny, why don't you ask someone in your class for notes?" Sam wondered finally.
"I tried that..." he told her sadly. "They told me to fuck off..." he leaned back against a nearby locker in depression, Jenna sighed at him.
"What's the subject and when's the class?" the brunette questioned with annoyance, Kenny only looked up at her with hope.
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"Hey..." Jenna sighed as she walked up to the three boys, the bell was about to ring.
"Hi!" Tim greeted her eagerly, an overly sure smile stretched across his face.
Jenna laughed slightly at his cheerfulness to see her.
"What do you want?" Jake asked suddenly in a not-so-friendly mood.
"Do you still have your English notes?" the brunette asked Tim, ignoring Jake's rudeness completely.
"Tim taking notes?" Simon questioned out of nowhere. "That's a funny thought..." he then began to laugh to himself.
"Shut up!" Tim snapped offensively at the red haired boy to his right, Simon only shook his head while continuing to laugh. "Why do you need notes?" he then asked Jenna.
"Its for Kenny... he's pretty upset 'cause he thinks he's gonna flunk Marliston's class." She explained.
"Marliston's an asshole!" Jake replied randomly.
"I swear... I saw him wearing lipstick once..." Tim informed them, Jenna and Simon only looked him over in confusion.
"Sounds about right..." Jake muttered emotionlessly as he slipped his hands in the pockets of his trench coat. "Here..." he then handed her a handful of messy papers.
"What's this?" Jenna wondered as she took them from him, she then quickly noticed they were his English notes.
Tim looked Jake over carefully, eying his coat as he did so.
"How much stuff you got in that thing, man?" Tim asked him, referring to his trench coat, Jake only shrugged unknowingly.
"Trench coats are like safes!" Jenna announced, she then shoved the wad of papers into her slightly open backpack. "Thanks..." she said to Jake with a smile, slowly running her hand down the side of his black coat as she walked away from them to her class.
Jake sent the girl a curious yet intrigued glance as he watched her walk away, he then noticed the way Tim was staring at him.
"What?" he questioned Tim's look of anger, shrugging slightly like before.
Tim opened his mouth to say something then decided against it, he only took a deep breath then walked away in angst.
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The last bell of the day was ringing loudly throughout the school, causing the mob of students to flood the halls in hopes of escaping the workload of the day. Jenna made her way down the crowded hall, her head down as she stared at her Spongebob shoelaces, which were untied.
"Hey, Jen!" she heard someone call with excitement, she quickly looked up to see Kenny coming towards her, practically jumping with joy.
"Hi..." she could barely get the words out as he snatched her up in his arms and hugged her tightly, lifting her off of the ground a couple of inches. "Whoa..." she exclaimed in shock before he put her back down.
"Thank you so much!" he muttered happily as her feet touched the tiled floor once again.
"I take it you passed the test..." Jenna said with a slight laugh. "Did you study all day?"
"Well... actually I cheated off the notes..." he responded slowly, thinking over what he was saying, Jenna narrowed her glance on him. "But I passed!" he then added cheerfully.
"Good for you..." she let another laugh escape her lips while shaking her head slightly at him.
"Thanks!" Kenny shrieked again, taking her in his arms once more for another hug... he certainly was affectionate, she had to give him that much!
"What the hell!?!" they heard from behind them, Kenny turned around, Jenna still in his arms.
"Oh... Hi Tim..." Kenny greeted the boy who now stood in front of them, he slowly loosened his grip on the brunette.
"Is it just me or is it Feel Jenna Up Day?" Tim asked them in confusion, a bit agitated by the day's events.
"I was just thanking her for helping me with English... that's all man!" Kenny assured him with an innocent grin, Tim didn't look like he believed him though.
"Well thank Jake, they're his notes!" Tim suggested smartly as he stepped closer to Jenna, almost protectively.
"No way dude! I ain't gettin' fresh with him!" Kenny sarcastically implied, Jenna laughed hysterically at his remark, Tim was the only one that didn't seem to be amused by the comment.
Tim looked Jenna over closely, she suddenly became uncomfortable and folded her arms across her chest tightly.
"I gotta go..." Kenny mumbled uneasily, he then leaned in and quickly kissed Jenna on the cheek, she blushed at the gesture. "Bye..." he then told Tim, walking away cautiously.
"Bye..." Tim replied in an emotionless tone. "Your mom's still driving us to soccer practice, right?" he then asked politely.
"Four o'clock!" Kenny called to him before walking out of their sight, into the crowd of students.
"What was that all about?" Tim then asked Jenna in all seriousness.
"Nothing..." she innocently trailed off, he stared down at her curiously.
He then looked up at him with a sweet smile, he returned the look before she quickly kissed him on the lips then skipped away, still smiling as she ran off to find her friends.