Chapter 2

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"Hey, I'm Jenny. Today is September seventh." For the second day in a row I tried making a video. It feels a little less nerve racking this time, but I don't know how. For sure, I thought it would be hard to ever get up today.

"I'm shocked that I actually got motivated today to try and make a video. This is my second try. So I'm going to tell you a little bit about me as of now. I'm Jenny, a sixteen year old girl that got emancipated about four months ago. I have a brother that is seventeen and he sometimes visits me because he's emancipated as well. It feels weird to be technically an adult at this age. I have my own place, a job that I have to go to in a few hours, I make my own doctor appointments, I pay my own bills, I have my own car that I pay insurance on, I actually have two college classes that I go to the community college in my town for. It's just a huge step up from being a minor that relied on her parents for everything before." How am I doing so well with this today?

"Today is actually my dad's birthday. My brother said he was going to celebrate it and he invited me, but I refuse to celebrate his birthday. It's a weird thing to do, but my brother said it would be good to celebrate who he use to be." It felt so sour to talk about him.

"Anyways I have a cat named Snow that I had before I was emancipated and he's really cute. He helps me feel better sometimes, but he sleeps all day basically." I smiled because I saw Snow sleeping a few feet behind the camera.

"Maybe I'll show you him one day, but he's sleeping right now." Laughing feels weird today, even yesterday's laugh. I haven't laughed in months. "I use to have dogs but my brother took them because he knows I wouldn't be able to keep up with them that well. It's hard for me to go walk outside without feeling like I'm being looked at and judged. Weird, I know." Another laugh? How are you doing this Jenny?

"That's it for his video though. I have to get ready for work and everything. Hopefully I can do this well every time I try to make a video." And with that, I ended the video. I decided to transfer it to my laptop so I can watch it later and decided what to do with it.

While it began transferring I got ready for work which I'm a secretary at a salon. It's weird to hear that from a person that has social anxiety, right? Well it's a paid internship. One of my college classes is a cosmetology class and they wanted me to get some experience points by working at a salon. Sometimes I go on supply runs if workers run out of foil, dye, gloves or anything else necessary for their clients. Even if my job requires socializing, I do pretty well surprisingly. I don't know how, but I only talk to people minimally. It's usually about people having an appointment with a certain hair stylist and they're checking in, making their first or next appointment, or a walk in wondering when the next open window is that they can have a stylist do their hair.

Once in awhile I freak out a little bit, but I was taught how to respond to most questions or demands from clients. They also have little scripts that I can look from if I forget how to respond to a certain thing.

Once I got out of the shower I quickly got dressed, did a little bit of make up, and threw my long, wet, black hair in a messy bun so I didn't have to deal with it. Thankfully I didn't really have a uniform, I just have to look semi decent. My outfit included black jeans that hugged me a little bit, but weren't too tight and a black mid-sleeved shirt that had pink flowers on it. I put on nude sandals and my name tag and went out to my car to head to work.

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A/N

So she's getting a little better in front of the camera, still it's a little slow but it'll be picking up in a few more chapters. I might update a couple times a week but I'm not exactly sure yet. Hope you like it.

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