She doesn't know

(author's note: this chapter originally written by JustaGuy0101 over at writing.com)

... Her hair was a complete mess!

"Oh darn it!" Jenna muttered as she ran a few fingers through her hair. She could've sworn that she brushed it this morning. She then shrugged it off and instead leaned her head back. "Oh well, it's not like it was going to stay perfect all day anyway."

For the entire bus ride, Jenna could feel the eyes of all the passengers staring at her. She had to admit, it was a little weird, but she liked the attention nonetheless. Three guys in their early twenties even asked to take a selfie with her, to which she agreed and smiled widely for their pictures.

She didn't know why they wanted a picture with her, but she was more than happy to oblige.

A few minutes later, the bus finally stopped as Jenna got up and stepped off the vehicle, happily making her way towards the doors to the gym as she sang along with the music from her headphones. Pulling open the doors, she saw the receptionist, Betty, sitting at her desk reading a steamy romance novel.

"Morning, Betty!" Jenna greeted.

"Morning, Jenn-" Betty began as she looked up from her book, her eyes widening and her jaw dropping at what she was seeing. "Uhh..."

"Betty? Are you okay?" Jenna asked, tilting her head in confusion.