Jenna;The Daughter

Chapter Two

"Hurry up and get your big butt down here!" Rod held the tall metal ladder to my window.

"You wish you had my butt, moron!" I climbed down, accidentally kicking Rod in the face. "Sorry."

"It's okay, better than your butt in my face!" Rod told me.

I giggled and watched him as he pulled the ladder down and turned it into a small enough metal piece to fit into the trunk of his old car I believed belonged in the sixties. I sighed and got in the passenger seat waiting for Rod to drive and pick Gina up. It was so awkward driving alone with someone I knew had a crush on me once upon a time, or still did.

I had to admit he wasn't that bad looking, he had the nice shaggy blonde hair that went past his ears and ended with a little swirl turned out facing my direction. His eyes were a dark hazel and a beautiful toothy smile that I had to admit was perfect, but he was my friend. I shouldn't think about him like that, especially since I was dating Conor. But he's a best friend type of cute, and I was happy to have him as my best friend.

We finally arrived at Gina's house and she ran out the front door wearing the shortest dress I never even pictured her wearing in my entire life. It was short and bright yellow, it almost came up above her underwear line. Her red hair of fire bounced on her exposed shoulders, she was even wearing make up. Gina has never in her life worn makeup. It was so unlike her to look this way.

"What the heck?" Rod gasped when he saw her coming towards the car.

"She's beautiful," I said.

"Agreed," Rod melted over Gina. Was it fair she had boobs to fill out of the dress? "I mean."

"You're secret is safe with me ya meatball," I laughed and shook my fingers through his hair. It was so soft between my fingers.

Gina got into the back seat and sat down, I could hear her skin smudge against the seat and create a friction. "Are you going to stay in my driveway or are you going to drive?" She snarled at Rod, destroying his liking for her.

"What happened to you?" I asked.

"My mother," She took out a cigarette from her purse and lit in, dropping it in her mouth.

"Gina! Since when did you do that?" I began to cough. "Stop the car!"

"We're almost--"

"Stop the friggen' car right now Rod!" He pulled over and I ran out into the ditch of the highway. The smoke began to close my throat, I had never been so close to cigarettes in my life. My allergies were acting up, I couldn't breathe. But what was the worse of it all?

Gina knew I was allergic.