Change My Mind

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Jenna’s POV

I put down my phone and close my eyes again. Well, won’t tomorrow be oh so very awkward. I agreed to go on a date with Harry. The one I kissed and haven’t talked to since. I am deciding not to tell Niall because I feel like I might hurt his feelings due to his confession towards me.

I rub my eyes and sit up on the edge of the bed thinking about what I should wear tomorrow. Getting up, I stumble slightly and quickly regain my balance.

A cup of coffee sounds good right now, so I pour myself one and sit Indian style on the couch and begin watching 13 Going On 30. That movie is a pure classic and she has the same name as mine which makes the movie even better.

As Jenna is dancing Thriller, I hear Niall groan quite loudly. “Shut up!” I yell at him, turning the volume on the TV up. I take a sip of my coffee and Niall joins me.  “You know, it’s not nice to tell someone to shut up.”

“Well, you were interrupting my movie fun.” We sit there for the rest of the movie talking about his new songs and his tour and my plans. He told me I was boring since I was talking about school but, he’s the one who didn’t finish school. I plan to do something with my life because I absolutely have no talent whatsoever.

I try telling him to leave because if I miss work today, I will get fired and not have a job. I work at a place a few blocks away called Stacy’s which is a girl’s fashion store where they sell like designer clothing and accessories, etcetera.

“Get out, now. Bye.” He makes a pouty face and sulks away. I laugh and go take a hot shower; I feel disgusting and nasty.

When I get out, I feel so much better and squeaky clean. When I look in the mirror, it’s like Medusa appeared in mirror. Ew, I thought to myself. I quickly change into my clothes and start to work on my hair.

I spray on detangler but even that doesn’t help. I try my best to brush my hair and succeed after ten minutes. I always hated my hair because it took forever to do it. Anyway, after brushing and braiding my hair to the side, I put on very little makeup. Just enough to cover up my flaws. Grabbing my shoes and purse with my keys, I head out for a miserable day at work.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the girl from the magazine.” My boss Casey was really cool for a thirty year old. She does have her episodes but for the most part, she understands me and my dramatic life.

My eyes widen as I approach the magazine counter. My face is plastered on the front page along with Niall’s. I do not want all this attention. I don’t even want male attention because I get self-conscious around them.

WHO IS NIALL’S MYSTERY GIRL?

The One Direction member, Niall Horan, was spotted at the beach splashing around in the water and driving away together. Is she his new girlfriend or just a friendly friend? Watch out girls, this Irish bachelor might be off the market.

Shit.

I thought they only got pictures of us in the car not in the water. Now, what am I supposed to do. I don’t know how to handle things like this.

“Hey, don’t mope. Maybe a little hard work will take your mind off this.” I nod. She might be right. I slowly walk to the back room to unload inventory. I cut open a box and I see my face on these too. I open up another and once again I see my face.

After opening what seems like 10 boxes, I find a box of blouses. Yay. I pull them out one by one, hanging them on a hanger and onto a rack. This is definitely not helping me keep my mind off things.