One of the nicest friends I have. Whenever we go to gym, she always waits for me. Speaking of gym, she somehow injured her right wrist and didn’t have to do gym for the rest of the semester. She was also called WEAK by the same gym teacher at an open house with lots of adults
in the room. She claims that she isn’t good at things when in actuality, she is pretty decent at kickball and good at papa’s bakeria. She also drew a pigeon with her blondish-brown haired friend named King Earl Hansen the pigeon (if I screwed that up I’m sorry) More
importantly, in
friendships, Jennas value kindness, and dislike people with annoying, big-chicken-energy.