Warning- the story kind of sucks in the beginning but it gets pretty good (in my opinion) after chapters. Hope you enjoy :)
Jennie is an exchange student at Lisa's high school. They are both seniors.
Jennie has a boyfriend named Kai and some one...
Before we start I want to show y'all the cover of my new fan fic and I will release chapter one today.
Drum roll please 🥁
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Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
It's about Jennie being the owner of a conversion camp and Lisa's parents forcefully send her to her camp.
Yes I know lisa (in my fics) is always the one that goes through a HARD time but trust me it's gonna be good (in my opinion)
AHHH I'm so excited for that book. It's really dark so WARNING.
Okay anyways...
Jennie POV
I was with my mom going shopping for my "prom" dress. And she was totally fangirling over Lisa's date idea and I can't lie, so was I. But I had to have some of her advice so I decided to tell her about Domo.
"Mom, can I talk to you about something serious?" I said and stopped looking through the dresses on the shopping racks.
"Of course." My mother said cheerfully and put her full attention on me.
"So you remember momo, right?"
"I will never forget her." My mother's happy tone turned murderous.
"Well, her twin sister, Domo, came to Lisa's family's dinner yesterday and I was with her. Domo had her aunt with her and her aunt is in a relationship with Lisa's father." I said with a bit of disappointment in my voice because how could Lisa's father date her.
"What?!" My mother said with shock and anger.
"He has no right to date the woman that is raising one of the devils twins!" My mother exclaimed and just by her tone, I could tell she would want to have a "talk" (more like fight) with Lisa's father.
"Hey I'm not telling you this so you can kill the man," I chuckled and playfully hit my moms arm.
"I'm telling you this so you can give me advice.. so Domo wants me to trust her and I don't know if I should." I said as I scratch the back of my neck.
"Don't trust her. You don't need to trust her. The only people you need to trust is me, your father, and your girlfriend. Nobody else." My mother said as she placed her hand on my shoulder and looked at me with care.
"But she sounded sincere with her apolog-"
"Honey bun... I'm gonna say this one more time, don't trust her. It's mother instinct." My mother saidand started to look through the dresses on the rack, signaling me that it's end of discussion. Then I looked to my left and saw a glowing red dress.
