Just as I began to close my eyes, because in bad weather, that's usuallyall I want to do, I heard my mother talking to someone and I heard afamiliar g...ggle. Jenna had come, rain or shine, just as she promised. Igrinned, and like someone had put smelling salts under my nose, I now feltwide-awake and was anxious to see Jenna.My mother knocked on my door and pushed it open, peering in to make sure Iwas awake. Seeing I was, she moved out of the way and made a path forJenna. Jenna walked in, and. She's okay I guess but I really can't stand her. I had no clue whatthe hell his text meant. 'Was he gonna cheat on her? Did he have somegirl over there right now? Oh shit! Do I know this girl?' These werejust some of the thoughts that were going through my mind.I quickly enter a text and press send. **Um... not sure what u mean???**I spit a mouthful of spit into the Dr. Pepper bottle that was between mylegs. It's a disgusting habit and I wonder if I'll ever find a girl thatcan accept it. My. So do you mind if I say something openly?Swetha: Of course, you can.Me: Helping you out isn’t a big deal if you could accept it.Swetha: Accept it?Me: Come on. You’re brilliant enough to fathom what I mean.Swetha: Oh. Are you sure?Me: Don’t think like I’m blackmailing you. Neither will I compel you. It’s entirely up to you.Swetha: Shall we get out of here and talk?Me: Yeah. SureWhen we got out of the restaurant, we got into my car and relaxed ourselves.Me: You didn’t say anything? Aren’t you. Jake sighed, feeling rejected, and went out into the kitchen and poured his coffee. He began throwing darts, not caring if he hit the board or not.Some time later, Béla came into the kitchen, carrying her cold coffee cup. They’d made it a rule not to leave dishes in the bedroom.“Ooo, darts!” she cooed, but that was all the interest she could manage right now.A month ago, she would have danced over to the dartboard, indicated the little bulls eyes her nipples made on her tits and said, “I’m.