Chapter 1: Jenny (ID #332247) an addition by: B$fan ![View thewriter's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Jenny walked down the street with he friends. They had just finished school for the day and as usual everything went perfect for our princess. Of course there were some minor distractions.
First in English class that cow Daphne was blocking her view of Professor Blake, but she quickly pinched her fat called her the names of some barnyard animals, and she swiftly ran out crying. Thus her view was restored.
Then at lunch that geek Jessica tried to sit with her and her cheerleader friends at lunch. That situation was quickly fixed by knocking down her lunch tray and tripping her as she walked away.
On the upside she had finally gotten some "alone time" with her boyfriend Josh during study hall.
And, after getting Katie kicked off the cheersquad for gaining a few pounds she was now top of the pyramid.
She says good buy to her friends and turns the corner. She is passing Georgio's Fruit stand when Baba Yusefni back's out.
Baba is a large, and old gypsy women who can not help but back into Jen as she walks out spilling her fruits onto the sidewalk.
"Watch it you old hag." Jen screams.
"Mind you're manners young lady."
"Ya know maybe if you weren't such a cow you wouldn't take up the hole damn sidewalk."
"You won't always be so young and slim my dear."
"Yeah right. I take care of my body. Unlike you. You're huge. How could some one let themselves go like that. You're a cow."
"Watch you're mouth."
"Moo."
Jen walks away but Baba whispers a curse upon her. What kind of curse is it? Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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