I turn around. There stands Jenna. Wearing her white ripped jeans. With a black tank top. Her hair is wet,because it was raining outside.
I feel disgusted. I feel terrible. Embarrassed. So many emotions.
"Jenna," I say beginning to cry.
She is holding flowers. And chocolates. No,wait. It's a book. She holds her right hand.
"Let's go."
I give Josh a last look. I look at him with heart break. Sorry, I want to say.
YOU ARE READING
joshler
Fantasythe story of two boys who denied them being shipped. little did everyone know.
