Grudge Date

Jenna made her way into the wealthier part of the village and towards the private, gated road full of multi million pound mansions where Grace resided with her mother.

Jenna had never understood the point of the gate. It wasn't like it was manned by a security guard, or even an intercom system. If some socially undesirable character like her wanted to bypass the gate and enter the private land of the privileged, all they had to do was open it. So she did.

The house Grace lived in was one of the largest and most impressive even within the exclusive area where it was situated. Jenna was no property expert, but she estimated it was likely to be worth at least five million. Grace's mother Eleanor was, or at least had been, a semi-famous model, who had married a multi-millionaire business owner and given birth to Grace before she was even twenty one. Grace's parents had divorced a few years back and. judging by the property Eleanor now shared with her daughter, whoever her lawyer was during that process had been worth every penny.

It was Eleanor who opened the door to Jenna and, half recognising her daughter's former classmate, she at least proved to be more pleasant at surface level than the only child she raised.

"Hi, I'm guessing you're here for Grace?"

"Yes, please"

"Okay, I'll go and fetch her for you"

As the MILF model scurried off to locate her daughter within the vast living space they shared, Jenna felt her phone buzzing to indicate she had received new and important information.

Surely that didn't mean....?

Wow, so that was an unexpected development. Both Grace and her mother now sat next to each other on Jenna's Love List. That was.....way too much to think about for the time being.

Jenna slipped her phone back into her pocket as she saw Grace come marching in her direction, a scowl of disapproval on her face at the mere presence of her old foe on her doorstep. She stepped outside, slamming the front door shut behind her, lest Jenna get any ideas of inviting herself in.

"What do you want?"

"I feel like, uh, me and you have never really gotten along so I wanted to try and make, like, a peace offering because, uh.." this would be a good place for a compliment, if Jenna could actually think of one "You are really pretty and have nice clothes"

Jenna's phone buzzed. A compliment that shallow almost sounded like a backhanded insult, but it seemed to work on on Grace.

"Is that all you came to say?"

"No, I got you a present too. In fact I got you a few"

"You are trying to seduce me!" Grace accused her "I already made it clear to you I don't eat pussy. And even if I did, I still wouldn't touch yours"

"You want this?"

Ignoring Grace's protests, Jenna reached into her bag, pulled out a random scrunchie, and held it in front of her as an offering to her most difficult connection.

"Oh.." Grace looked surprised "Actually, those things do come in quite handy. I'll take it, I guess"

Jenna may not have received much gratitude, but she did get a buzz from her phone to let her know this was working.

"Here, have another one"

Grace snatched a second scrunchie from Jenna without smiling or saying a word. Again, there was a buzzing from within the latter's pocket.

"And another"

"Look, if you have a bunch of them, wouldn't it make more sense to hand me them all at once so we can both get on with our respective days?"

"Nah, I'm good doing it like this. Unless you don't want them?"

Grace made an exaggerated huffing sound but continued to stand in place and wait for her presents to be hand delivered individually to her. It seemed she really did like these things despite, as Chloe mentioned, so rarely wearing her hair tied back. That felt more than a little odd.

Jenna had donated around a third of her current scrunchie supply to Grace when her phone gave an extra long buzz to let her know she had hit a significant milestone. That could only mean one thing. The prospect of Grace accepting a date from her felt absurd, but this would all have been a pointless exercise if Jenna didn't at least try for one.

"Um, so I know you keep saying you're straight and stuff, but do you wanna come on a date with me anyway?"

Grace stood in silence for a moment or two, looking like she was trapped somewhere between angry and confused. She folded her arms across her chest defensively and aggressively before giving a one word answer.

"When?"

"How about my place this evening?"

"Your place this evening?" Grace tutted and rolled her eyes "We're literally at my place now. Why don't you just come in. We can go up to my room and have it there. Or does that sound too much like common sense for you?"

"No. I'm good with that"

Jenna checked her bag to confirm she was still armed with at least twenty scrunchies to take up to Grace's bedroom with her, so she could continue her rivals' escalation up the heart system. She figured she may even get the chance to chat to her date's hot mother too. Jenna couldn't imagine anything funnier than Grace's reaction if she began dating her mother.

"Well, don't just stand there gawping at me like an idiot, get inside!" Grace ordered as she held the door open for Jenna "And for fucks sake take off those filthy shoes"