There really is no guessing or wondering when the real thing comes along. There is usually a telltale sign that lets you know when true love has arrived...a voice in your head, a sense of recognition or a gut feeling that this is someone special to...
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(Jennie's OOTD)
88 ; J E N N I E
"I'm home!" I announced to my family and girlfriend as I walked through the front door. "Hey, how was dinner with your friends?" My mother smiled as she entered the living room.
"It was great. Everyone is doing great." I responded. "You're grandparents and cousins will be arriving early tomorrow for thanksgiving." My father informed me. "Sounds good." I responded as I flashed him a small smile.
"Hey, baby." Skylar smiled as she walked downstairs. "Hi." I smiled. She wrapped her arms around my waist and gave me a peck on the lips. "Um, Sky...can I talk to you for a moment? In private?" I asked my girlfriend.
"Sure." Skylar smiled as we headed upstairs to my room. Once we entered my room, I shut the door behind me. "Have a seat." I suggested and she did so. "So, what's up?" My girlfriend asked curiously.
"Skylar...I haven't been completely honest with you." I told her seriously. "What do you mean?" She asked confusedly. "The truth is that I'm not completely over Santana and coming back here made me realize that." I stated.
"I already know." She said softly. "What?" I said confusedly. "You don't think I saw you looking at only her throughout the entire play? Or how you were after the play?" Skylar laughed.
"So what now?" I questioned. "Go be with her." She told me seriously. "We can still be friends right?" I asked. "Of course, I'll always be there for you Jen. You know this. But, right now, I'm going to need some space." Skylar smiled sadly.
She stood up from her spot on my bed and walked over to her suitcases. She started packing her stuff. "Where are you going?" I asked her confusedly. "I'm going to go book a room in a hotel for the night." Skylar responded.
