Jenifer turned another corner, then another, hoping to loose him.
When she turned the corner, and went into a dead end. She backed up, then hit her car on someone else's.
She stopped the car, her head jerking forward. "Aish!" She moaned. "What did I- oh my god! I hit someone! I think...he's dead!"
She got out if the car, running to see if the person was okay. When she got to the window of the other car, she gasped.
"Jackson?" She banged on the car window. "Jackson! I'm so sorry. I'll pay for it, just, please don't die!"
She opened the car door and unbuckled him, and tried to carry him out of the car.
When she finally got him out of the car, his weight combined with hers caused them both to fall.
"Jackson, please wake up. I can't carry you." She stopped trying to carry him, and they both dropped.
Jenifer put her hand on Jackson's back, while Jackson's head laid on her boobs.
Jenifer just stared at Jackson, thinking of all of the excuses she could give, when she felt him move.
"Jackson?" She looked at him. He buried his face into her boobs, even deeper than before.
"Jackson? You're alive!" Jenifer shouted, happy she wouldn't be convicted for murder.
Jackson opened his eyes, and smiled. "Your boobs feel nice." He chuckled and smiled.
She giggled and sighed. "Wait what?" She yelled. "Get off of me!"
He chuckled while getting up. "I hope you know," he started to say, "that you owe me. You hit my car, and almost killed me. Just saying, you almost killed this sexy thing."
He held his hands up, and laughed.
"So what do I owe you?"
"Well," he started, "you could kiss me!" He puckered his lips and pointed at them.
"Not happening," I went back to my car. "I'll pay for it! How about that?"
He pouted, and stomped his foot. " I have a private mechanic. I'll get it fixed today. Now kiss me."
"Ok pal," Jenifer backed up, "slow your role. You hate me, I despise you. Sorry. Umm, I'll see you at school."
She got into her car, and started her engine. She checked her mirror, and saw Jackson running up to her.
He came to the window with flowers and a box of chocolates.
"These," he panted, "are for you." She took the gifts and smiled.
"Umm, thank you." Jenifer stared at the gifts.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" She asked, suspicious.
"I can't be nice to a friend?" He asked. "I need to call the mechanic to fix this."
'Friend, huh?' Jenifer thought, and smiled.
He picked up his phone and dialed the number. Jenifer hit her head against the wheel, causing the horn to honk.
"Why is it that whenever I'm around you," she said, "something always goes wrong?!"
She pouted and put her head back on the seat.
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He Loves Me! He loves Me Not?
Fanfic*Based on a True Story* Jenifer has herself tangled in a situation with Jackson; a popular, jockey sophomore. He claims to hate her, but her friends say otherwise. But her secrets don't make her less innocent as she wants to be to others. And Jacks...
