by Writing Shark
You talk to Jenna
Today is going to be a good day, you’re sure of it. What a difference it can make to be sent into the day with nurturing and horny affection. Even if your stepmother still has some learning to do in this area, Cathy brought her A game, like always nowadays. But you don’t let your mom stop you.
Your cell phone vibrates in your pocket. Cathy has sent you a picture.
She’s sitting on the bed, her legs spread, her feet in the air. One hand is holding the cell phone, the other is spreading her labia so that you can look deep into her tight hole. And her smile is real.
‘Have fun at school. I’m waiting for you. Sending you love brother. You can do this.’ And a kiss emoji.
You wanted to break Cathy, get back at her. But now you just feel like you have to reward her somehow, you even feel a little guilty. When you get home you’ll ask her if she wants anything from you and then you’ll give her a nice treat.
“Morning buddy.” Brian is your only real friend in this world, probably because he’s just as lonely as you are. “How was weekend?” He knows to expect only a dejected grumble.
“Fantastic!”
“Don’t feel bad for… wait… what?”
“It was really good.” He shakes his head.
“Are you kidding me?”
“No, for really. I had a great time. Cathy was… changed.”
“You’re kidding me.” Brian isn’t welcome in your house, but that might change soon. You’re still thinking about letting him in on your little project, but then the world stops.
It always does when you see Jenna. She’s the most beautiful girl in the world and you’ve loved her since the day she first came to your class. For one day you were her friend, showed her around the school, listened to her story of how her parents moved to your town, then the curse took hold of her and punished you.
Jenna is incredibly beautiful, and therefore part of the elite society of the incredibly beautiful. You remember the first and last day of your friendship with her well and maybe that’s why she’s not always as mean to you as the others. Maybe she still remembers the nice boy who helped her when she didn’t know anyone here.
“Excuse me for a sec,” you say and are about to do the most important thing you’ve ever done in your life.
“You’re kidding me!” Brian is speechless as you leave him behind to chase your dream.
“Hey, Jenna!” Your voice is an octave higher as you run up to the girl and her friend group of cheerleaders, football players, and generally cool people. You know you could run headfirst into your doom but finally everything is going well in your life and if you don’t dare to change anything, nothing will ever change. You want to fight for her beauty.
Jenna turns around and at first she doesn’t recognize you, you see it in her eyes. But then they brighten and a smile spreads across her face.
“Ethan?” You go to your dream girl’s parallel class, but you attend enough classes together that she notices you on the periphery of her life. You are happy.
Then a mountain of muscle stands in your way.
“Fuck off,” Jason, the leader of the cool group, grumbles.
“Jenna and I know each other,” you say lightly and push past the giant. “Can I have a word with you?” You smile kindly. “Won’t take long either.” Jenna giggles around her friends in the group, but then you win and would love to scream out loud when she nods. But she doesn’t move, she wants to stay in her usual group. You understand that. Besides, you’re brave enough now.
“What is it?” she skeptically wants to know but you don’t hesitate for a second, you’re strong and determined.
“Why don’t we do something again? The movie theater has installed new seats and I could get us tickets. Or we could just go for a walk or a swim.” Your nose almost starts to bleed at the thought of Jenna in a bikini.
Of course, her friends start laughing out loud and Jason and his buddies snort contemptuously. Jenna blushes and you want to tell her that she is better than this group. You want to tell her that you know what she’s really like, that you saw her on her first day, that you know her as the great girl she can’t be here. But they are her friends and you don’t want to embarrass your great love in front of them. So you let the mockery wash over you as always and hope that Jenna recognizes the gesture.
She blushes, which you find incredibly sweet. And then… You grin broadly as she brushes her hair behind her ear.
“Are you sure Ethan? We don’t even know each other.”
“Good enough, I think. And we can always get to know each other better, can’t we?”
“Of course,” giggles one of her friends. Jenna gives her a stern look and presses her lips together. And then the world spins much faster as she looks at you.
“Okay.” She shrugs. “Why not?”
“Exactly,” you beam, happier than you’ve ever been in your life. “Why not?”
“We’ll meet after school behind the sports hall, then we can do something in the city.”
“Sounds great. See you then.”
So far, you haven’t thought well of yourself, you’ve had a hard time with life. Not now. Everything is easy with Jenna. And you don’t even care about love or anything big for now. You’re not an idiot and you know that the girl of your dreams won’t fall in love with you straight away, let alone already is. But you’ve judged her right. She’s open to you, that’s all you want.
“I’m looking forward to it. And… thank you.” Then you turn around, the girl’s smile in front of your inner eyes. You hear Jason and her friends laughing, but Jenna just giggles. Of course she’s a little embarrassed to be approached by you, but no one else is, and that already makes you the winner.
You still have three shots left in your cartridge, but from now on you won’t need them anymore. You will conquer Jenna without any aids. She will stand by your side, be your confidante. You will conquer, care for and protect her and improve both your lives. And who knows, maybe she has enemies that you can defeat? Jenna was your target anyway, but you only use the spear on bad people. Jason maybe. But only if Jenna allows it. She’s more important than your revenge.
The school day is flying by and you can’t focus on Mrs. Greenwood, Brian or anyone else. Jenna is always in your mind’s eye, and when the bell finally rings to signal the end of class, you rush through the hallways like one of the hated football players.
“Go get her, Tiger!” shouts Brian, almost pushing the shy Cassandra off her feet. But you pay no attention.
You cross the schoolyard, almost tripping in front of the gym. Then you check your school uniform, adjust your tie and check your breathing. Everything is okay.
You walk around the gym. Now everything is getting better.
And there’s Jenna in her cheerleading uniform, long socks and keds. And she’s smiling.
Writing Shark 