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    Jenny meets a new friend: Chapter 1

    Story written on February 8, 2005 by maxsgirl452.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=51997
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    One year after Marina left, Jenny finds a new love.

    I knew from the moment she walked in the room that I was going to ***** her. She was gorgeous, long flowing blond hair, bright brown eyes, perfect body and posture. Every eye in the classroom was on her, guy and girl. Mrs. Hower kept lecturing as the new girl made her way to an empty seat, the one next to mine. I pretended not to notice too much, even though my heart was pounding. I glanced up at her, flashing a warm smile. She returned the smile as she got out a notebook to take notes.
    Mrs. Howers lecture became more and more boring by the minute. I couldnt help but daydream. As I absentmindedly took notes, I kept glancing out of the corner of my eye at the new girl. Soon, I became so preoccupied with my daydream that I just stared at the overhead, writing down what was flashed on the screen, not understanding what any of it meant. I was lost on a beach, sipping margaritas with the mystery chick next to me.
    Do you have the notes from before? I heard whispered to me. I looked up, snapped out of the dream by the girl.
    Huh? I replied, dazed and confused.
    The notes, can I see them? she whispered again.
    Oh, yeah, I said as I turned my notebook for her to see. She copied what notes I had taken before she came in.
    Finally, the bell rang. I began packing my things and to my surprise the new girl started talking to me.
    Im Taylor, she said as she stuck her hand out for me to shake.
    Jenny, I said as I took her outstretched hand. The instant I felt her grasp a shudder went down my spine. You new?
    Yeah, just transferred from USC. My professor thought this class would be better for my major, she said as we began walking.
    Let me guess, English with a concentration in creative writing?
    Yeah. Whats yours? she asked.
    It was the same as yours. Actually Im getting my masters degree in creative writing right now, I replied with confidence. I wondered what she would think about me being older than her.
    So youre all ready graduated?
    Yep.
    Wow. I totally thought you were my age.
    And what age would that be? I asked flirtatiously. And to my surprise Taylor returned the flirtation.
    How old do you think I am?
    Oh, so were playing a guessing game now? Im gunna need some time to think about it. Ill tell you what, meet me for coffee later and Ill give you my guess. I said hoping she wouldnt turn me down.
    Sounds like a plan.
    We exchanged numbers and planned to meet at La Caf, a cute little coffee house a couple of block from campus. I hurried home, back to the garage, and planned out what I was going to wear. I wanted to look hot, but I didnt want her to think I dressed up for her. I wanted to play this cool. It was my turn to seduce a woman. Ever since Marina left, I had gone out with a few women, all of them had seduced me. For once, I wanted to be in charge.
    Tim had been right, this class was going to be more useful than I expected.

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