Jenna and Whitney's Apartment

Jenna Judd and Whitney Rose Dean's Apartment

Jenna ignored the hand and simply laughed. Yehh I know who you are. she pouted and faced away from Whitney. And? she added. What you want? she said harshly and stared into a framed picture of the sea. It's where you are going tonight. she cackled quietly to herself.

In case you are wondering, and you so totally are, I am a bitch because I am, you see... she said in a bitchy tone. I am the sort of person who can see things and I don't like what I see. The seeing being of you and all. Your mind is mushed up in dreams and shit. That is just how I can stereotype you into the fairy category and trust me when I say this, me and fairies don't get along! she glared at Whitney; so much so, if looks could kill, Whitney would be lying motionless on the ground.

Oh snappy fairy! And by the way, I know quite a lot about you actually! Probably more than you expect! Sweet dreams fairy girl. she laughed, placing her hands over Whitney's eyes, hoping to make her fall into a deep sleep so that she could mess around with her dreams.

Jenna cackled and closed her own eyes. Entering Whitney's mind, she saw a large stage. There was Whitney, singing her little heart out for a huge audience. She was pretty good, so to speak, but Jenna had to show this fairy what she was capable of. She screeched loudly, making the audience's head turn to face her. She chuckled. Welcome all of you, to Whitney's failure! she shouted. Whitney will never become a professional singer, thanks to me. Well personally, I blame her, maybe next time she won't answer back to me! she beamed her smirk and walked towards the massive stage. Dreams can get lost fairy girl. she cackled and stepped out from the dream. Opening her eyes, she was still cackling as ever. Wake up fairy girl. she ordered and rolled her eyes.