"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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FanfictionJenny is a young teenager that was emancipated a few days after her 16th birthday. Her brother (Tom 17) lived with one of his friends after what happened with their parents and barely talked to Jenny. How is she going to cope with supporting herself...