Jenna x Reader One-Shots

Desired for You

A/N: Jenna x Reader

INSPO: Sweet Innocence

Summary: Jenna is sent to a strict school as she was acting out too much and when she goes there, she meets someone she didn't expect to like and helps her bring out her sexy-side.

Reader... is... G... FUCKING... PPPP—! Sorry, Reader's G!P <3

HERE WE GO!

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Jenna's POV:

I'm sitting in the back of my dad's car as his driver is driving me to his old school that's apparently really strict. He's in the passenger seat, on his phone, wearing a suit and dealing with business. Yet, business with him is mostly going on Instagram, liking young girls' photos that are probably newly of age and looking for a sugar daddy.

I fucking hate it. So what I punched multiple people and slept with 'too many guys'? He puts me in here as a punishment to learn my lesson? What kind of lesson is he even teaching?

I hate how judgemental my dad is to me and about my 'condition'. So what if I'm a nymphomaniac? Boohoo.

"Are you seriously not going to talk to me?" I hear my dad ask me, I stay quiet, looking out the window and having my earphones blasting music in my ears. I don't want to speak with him, let alone look at him. Apparently, he's royalty at this school or something and it's ridiculous that he thinks I want to stay in a strict ass school. "Honey, can you please just talk to me?"

"No."

"It's for your own good—"

"—Mm, I wish I cared about what you think is for my own good." I express in reply, seeing him roll his eyes and shake his head.

"Fine. I'm doing you a favour." He tells me, I roll my eyes, resting my hand under my chin and continuing to drown out the world with my music. I can't believe I'm doing this, I seriously can't believe it.

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We arrive outside the school and it looks like a big institution if I'm honest, I mean it looks like fricken Hogwarts, how am I gonna remember where to go for all my stupid classes that I have to take? My dad's already signed me up in my specialty, which he hasn't told me which is since he seems to know me so well. I hope it's not something that requires a lot of brain usage.

"We're here, come on." I hear my dad announce, I sigh and get out, slamming the door shut behind me and following my dad walk toward an old, thin man in a grey suit. Staring at me with so much judgement. I can tell I'm going to really hate it here. "Ah, Mr Grayson. Lovely to see you." My dad expresses to the headmaster, the headmaster returns the smile and offers his hand that my dad takes and they shake hands.

"Hello, Sir. Hello. Lovely to see you and..." He observes my outfit, bitterly. "and your daughter." He continues onto say, glaring at me before looking at my dad. I can practically see how much the headmaster admires my dad with his body language. Eugh. "My name is Headmaster Hunter. I will show you around, give you your timetable. I demand respect at this school, we don't accept any bad behaviour. If you do decide to act a foot out of line, we are not afraid to kick you out and make you wait out of school premises to get picked up." Headmaster Hunter informs me, standing tall.

"A foot out of line, you say?" I recall, he nods his head. "Ah, so a toe will work for you, then?" I ask, seeing his jaw clench and he looks at me in anger. I send him a bitter smile, my hands connecting behind my back as I begin to walk toward the front door. "Hm, let's look... shall we, boys?" I ask, glancing back at them. Seeing my dad begin to apologise profusely at Headmaster Hunter while my dad's driver takes out my luggage as apparently there are dorm rooms or whatever.