Jenna ortega
Jenna had been my best friend since birth. Our parents were close friends, so we practically grew up in the same house. Every childhood memory I had seemed to include her somehow. She had a pale face, dark eyes, and long black hair that was always perfectly neat. She loved wearing black, and there was something mysterious about her that made people stare. Unlike everyone else, she wasn't loud or overly cheerful. She preferred quiet places and spending time alone. Most people found her difficult to understand. But I never did. We spent countless afternoons together, wandering through empty parks, reading books, or simply sitting beside each other in comfortable silence. Jenna wasn't the type to talk about her feelings. She kept most things to herself, and she absolutely hated physical affection. Hugs were out of the question. Still, I knew she trusted me. Whenever something bothered her, she would come find me. Whenever she wanted company, I was the person she chose. As we got
About Jenna ortega
Jenna had been my best friend since birth. Our parents were close friends, so we practically grew up in the same house. Every childhood memory I had seemed to include her somehow. She had a pale face, dark eyes, and long black hair that was always perfectly neat. She loved wearing black, and there was something mysterious about her that made p...Read more