Double Trouble

Who Let The Dog Out?

(Jenny's POV)

"I'll take a Cappucino and this time don't forget the extra sugar Lucy," I barked.

My minion nodded her head with fear in her eyes. She scurried off leaving me with my oter two minions. We were currently sitting on MET steps, eating lunch. After my massive headache from last night's chananigins, I wasn't really in the mood to eat food.

Ugh just thinking about last night gives me a headache. After Taylor started walking me home, she got really quiet and just kept smoking cigarettes. I figured it was the drugs or the alcohol but she just seemed so off. After I asked her if she was okay, she shrugged and kept walking me home. I wanted to ask her so many things. I then decided to leave it alone and talk to her some other day about things. I just wanted her to open up to me, I felt connected to her in some way.

I came back to reality when Lucy was shoving a coffee in my face. I grumbled a thanks and fled from the steps. They followed me and I almost collapsed from the sight in front of me. Taylor was leaning against a motorcyle with a cigarette in her mouth. She took another drag before she spotted me.

I walked up to her followed by my minions all of them crossing their arms in defense. I rolled my eyes at their actions.

"Taylor why are you at my school?" I asked.

Taylor took the cigarette from her lips and threw it to the floor crushing it with her black high heel. She finally looked back up at me.

"Now, is that anyway to introduce me to your friends?" Taylor smirked.

Now it was my turn to cross my arms. She continued, "Alright, alright. I came to see if you were hungry, I brought lunch. The band wanted to record some of the instrument stuff without me so I figured I come stop by. Plus, I ugh have some explaining to do from last night."

My friends all gave each other questioning looks. They were so annoying. However, I feel like this is the nicest thing Taylor has ever done. I wrapped my arms around her. She smelt like cigarettes and Chanel. Hah, what a combination. Somehow though, it worked for her.

Taylor was surprised by my actions, she didn't know what to do at first. She gentle rested her hands on my lower back and hugged me.

I pulled away with a smile on my face. Her eyebrow was fully raised. "Thanks for the lunch Taylor, no one has ever done something so nice. Also, these are my minions; Lucy, Melanie, and Crystal. They all gave Taylor a smile and offered their hands for her to shake. Taylor ignored their happy expressions and tilted her head to the side.

"Why are they dressed like you?" She pondered.

"What do you mean," I replied.

"Well, for girls with a lot of money in their bank accounts, you'd think they would be able to have a little more originality," Taylor scoffed. My minions all gasped and gave Taylor a dirty look. I internally laughed at what she said. Finally, someone understands what I've been thinking since I became queen.

I decided I had to defend them or they would rebel, "Um Taylor they are my minions so they do what I do. They wear what I wear and go where I go. It's part of their job. Think of them... as my groupies." Taylor laughed and muttered a whatever.

(Taylor's POV)

This girl was crazy! I would hate to have a bunch of stuck up girls following me everywhere. Whatever, to each their own. Before I could light another cigarette, I almost forgot. I turned around and handed Jenny the bag of food I had gotten for her on the way to her school. I don't know why I came by honestly, I guess I was just bored. 

Jenny took the food and gave me a large smile. It felt good to put a smile on her face. She didn't seem to do that very often. Suddenly a voice spoke up behind her.