" fuck me, she's coming over here. " jenna muttered under her breath to the unlucky soul who just so happened to be standing next to her. " the only thing worse than seeing your ex-boyfriend at a party is seeing your ex-boyfriend's MOM at a party. or, even worse, her seeing YOU. please. i need you. " big, bright eyes turned desperately toward her companion. " we need to pretend like we're having the most intense discussion of our lives or something. anything to keep her from talking to me. i'll OWE you one. "