Picture this;
A young 19 year old teenage girl, dressed in a pink summer dress with pink flip-flops on her feet. In her hand she carries an iPhone 5 and a pink BlueBird purse. Long blonde hair and blue eyes. With a sweet and innocent look.
That's the style of Jenny, what she looks like and her favourite color, pink.
Roman was out mowing the ever so green grass in his back yard, sighing he knew Jenny hated him, he was the one who always told her off, always punished her and said 'No' to her.
Hillary, his wife was the one who Jenny ran to when she was told off or didn't like her fathers decisions.
Jenny was up in her room listening to that dreadful band that called themselves 'One Direction'. Typing away at her laptops keys, she was on Facebook talking to Robert, the boy she had a crush on. She smiled like a fool every time they spoke.
Roman heard the phone ring and Jenny shouting 'I'll get it, it's for me', Roman knew it was that dreadful boy Robert, his daughter had been spending an awful amount of time with him.
Robert did her some good, made her work harder for what she wanted, helped her understand things. He was even trying to help Jenny and her fathers relationship to be better.
Hillary was in the kitchen trying to feed Tyson, Jenny's 3 years old brother, she never got why her parents had another child. Tyson pushed the spoon of porridge that his mother was trying to feed him, Hillary dropped the spoon and shouted 'fine Tyson if you won't eat, a bottle and bed is your punishment' she sighed and walked over to get the bottle ready as her daughter Jenny walked into the room.
'Hey mummy, is it okay if Robert comes over for a little bit?' She asked hugging her mother and and smiled up at her. 'Honey, you know who your supposed to ask that, and it's not me. Your fathers out the back go ask him' Hillary said picking Tyson up out of his high chair.
Jenny stomped her foot and went to ask her father, who would most probably say 'no' it was his favourite word. 'Dad' she shouted but he didn't hear her 'DAD' she screamed a little louder which made Roman turn around 'what?' He asked resting his arm on the lawn mowers handle.
'Can Robert come over for a little while?' Jenny asked watching her father as he thought it over. 'Yes he can, but no funny business' he said before turning around and continued to mow the lawn.
Jenny pumped the sky with her fist and ran back to her room to let Robert who was waiting on the phone, the good news. She was so excited.
'You can come over' Jenny said picking up the phone and breathing heavily.
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I Don't Want To Be Alone.
RomantizmThis story is about Jenny Binley, a 19 year old rebellious teenager.