<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</div>Jenny lingered by the wall.  She watched as Evie showed off her sketch, but she couldn't get any kind of look at it herself.  Trix seemed to like it, which made Jenny want to see it more, but she would wait until everyone else had a chance to look.  Before that happened, Jasmine approached her public hiding place.<br/><br/>Jenny was comfortable enough with Jasmine to admit she was nervous, and her friend looked to be in a similar state.  After Jazz's announcement, Jenny smiled nervously to everyone when she was even just somewhat thrust into the spotlight.  It hadn't been said explicitly, but somehow Jenny just assumed they were talking about alcohol.  She didn't want to drink, and her mind rambled around for some good excuses, but she knew in the end she would drink if everyone else did.  She knew giving into peer pressure wasn't the brave thing to do, but she didn't want to be the odd man out (any more than necessary).<br/><br/>"Sure," Jenny replied to Jazz.  She took her friend's hand and followed her into the kitchen, with those green sandals she wore squeaking a little on the pristine white tiled floor.<br/><br/>"I've never drank alcohol before," she admitted once they were alone.   "I mean, I've had champagne at weddings, and my uncles used to give me beer and lemonade, but that's it.  I know people drink rum with coke, and vodka with orange juice, but I have no idea how much goes with what.  Maybe it's like cordial and you just put a bit of alcohol in.  You know what, we could look it up online."   Jenny never seriously considered asking one of the girls who knew about that sort of stuff.<br/><br/>Jenny paused by a kitchen counter and rested her hands on the cold counter top.  She stopped, and suddenly she was less nervous.  She looked at Jazz now and noticed something.  "You're wearing makeup," she said with a cute little amused smile.  Jenny loved wearing makeup, but more than most girls her age she understood that different people could be very different.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Girls</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</td><td>(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</td><td>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/0a/38/4f0a384be26b70a693b0905b3496c49f.jpg)</td><td>(http://i1345.photobucket.com/albums/p662/Elvenkitten/51c09c73-5c1a-4718-8195-3db0dd4a11cd_zpse65b2421.jpg)</td><td>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)</td></tr><tr><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Jazz</span></td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Evie</span></td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Jenny</span></td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Emily</span></td><td><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Trix</span></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/><br/>