CHAPTER 8 A NIGHT OUT

Jenna could feel the butterflies rising in her chest and she looked at the clock. It was past ten, and the house was still; Her parents were sound asleep and Tommy had gone to bed a long time ago. Jenna was not a sneak out kind of girl but tonight was not just any night. Tonight, she was going out and trying to fit into the world that belonged to Ryan. This idea appealed to her but at the same time scared the living daylight out of her. She had spent hours thinking about her outfit and what she should wear that would make her look like a lady but not a slut, she settled for ripped skinny jeans and a cropped tank that revealed her belly – an outfit that would make her mother faint. Her hair, which was always done up in some sort of neat bun, was now loose and fell in soft brown curls on her shoulders. Before she could put on the last touch of lip gloss, Jenna could barely believe that the girl she had turned into. She looked. . . dangerous. Exciting. Free. Jenna opened the window of