Story
Book 2 – Chapter 2: A New Jennie
Summer was almost over.
College was almost here.
And for the first time in a long time…
Jennie wanted a change.
Not because she wanted to become someone else.
But because she wanted to start a new chapter as herself.
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She stood in front of her mirror.
Her blonde hair from the past year was still there.
The same hair everyone knew.
The same hair from the DJ competition.
The same hair Felix always complimented.
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Jennie stared at her reflection.
“College is a fresh start.”
She touched her hair.
“Maybe it’s time for something different.”
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She picked up her phone.
The first person she called was Lisa.
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Lisa answered immediately.
“What’s happening?”
Jennie paused.
“I’m changing my hair.”
Silence.
Then—
“WAIT.”
“LIKE ACTUALLY CHANGING IT?”
“Yes.”
“I’M COMING OVER.”
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An hour later…
Lisa arrived at Jennie’s house.
Her ash-blonde hair with bangs was styled perfectly, and she wore a black jacket, cargo pants, and sneakers.
She walked into Jennie’s room and looked around.
“So…”
She pointed at Jennie.
“You are seriously doing this?”
Jennie nodded.
“Yes.”
Lisa smiled.
“I knew this day would come.”
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First decision:
The color.
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Jennie sat in the salon chair.
The stylist looked at her blonde hair.
“Are you sure you want to go back?”
Jennie nodded.
“Yeah.”
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The blonde slowly disappeared.
Back to her original dark hair color.
The color that felt familiar.
The color that felt like home.
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When she looked in the mirror…
She smiled.
She looked like the old Jennie.
But different.
Older.
More confident.
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Lisa smiled.
“I forgot how much this suits you.”
Jennie touched her hair.
“I missed it.”
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Then came the second decision.
The haircut.
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Jennie looked at the stylist.
“Cut it.”
Lisa looked shocked.
“How short?”
Jennie thought.
Then smiled.
“Short.”
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The scissors started moving.
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Piece by piece…
Her long hair changed.
Until finally…
She had a sleek bob haircut.
It framed her face perfectly.
It was stylish.
Cool.
A little bold.
Exactly like her personality.
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Lisa stared.
“No way.”
“What?”
“You look like someone who would walk into college and immediately become the most intimidating person there.”
Jennie smirked.
“So basically me.”
Lisa laughed.
“Exactly.”
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Jennie looked in the mirror again.
For the first time in weeks…
She felt excited.
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Next mission:
Shopping.
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Lisa refused to let Jennie keep the exact same wardrobe.
“No.”
Jennie held up a black jacket.
“What?”
“You have seventeen versions of that.”
“They are different.”
“They are all black.”
“They have different vibes.”
Lisa sighed.
“You are impossible.”
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They spent the entire day shopping.
Jennie picked out:
* stylish jackets
* new tops
* different jeans
* sneakers and boots
* accessories
* outfits that felt more mature
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Lisa held up a colorful outfit.
“Try it.”
Jennie looked suspicious.
“Why?”
“Because college Jennie needs to surprise people.”
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After trying new styles…
Jennie actually liked them.
They were still cool.
Still her.
Just a new version.
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By the end of the day…
Her room looked completely different.
Clothes everywhere.
Shopping bags on the floor.
Suitcases open.
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Jennie packed everything carefully.
Her new clothes.
Her DJ equipment.
Her headphones.
Her graduation photo.
Her trophy.
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Then she found one picture.
The whole group.
Lisa.
Rosé.
Jisoo.
Han.
Hyunjin.
Felix.
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She smiled.
Then quickly put it into her suitcase.
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“New college.”
“New style.”
“New chapter.”
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Lisa leaned against the doorway.
“You know…”
“What?”
“You’re not becoming a different person.”
Jennie looked at her.
“You’re just letting people see another side of you.”
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Jennie smiled.
“That’s actually a good line.”
Lisa gasped.
“Did Jennie just compliment me?”
“Don’t get used to it.”
“There she is.”
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That night…
Jennie closed her suitcase.
Her new haircut.
Her new style.
Her new beginning.
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She looked at herself one last time.
The old Jennie wasn’t gone.
The DJ.
The roast queen.
The girl who never backed down.
She was still there.
Just with a new look.
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College was waiting.
And Jennie was ready.
But she didn’t know…
Her new chapter was about to bring back the one person she thought was already gone.
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