Jenna Ortega

It’s been 7 months and no one has left the school or you can say camp grounds, new people keep coming every 3 months. So many people died by the guards, trying to escape from the camp (School) grounds. Though there’s some who haven’t done anything besides guard the main parts of the campus. Relationships have been made. Drama has been happening, a lot of fighting has been going on. It was Wednesday, 3:00 in the morning. Most people would go to sleep during that time but to them it was different. People were in the cafeteria, music playing. It wasn’t too loud for the guards to hear but loud enough for the group to chill out. People smoking weed, playing games, and getting drunk. Jenna was sitting in a table with Mason, deep in conversation about what has been happening recently and just life. Some people were in the kitchen of the cafeteria, making food because they don’t give a flying fuck. You were sitting in the corner with a book in hand. You were watching- observing Jenna from afar. The way her mouth moved, the way her eyes lit up at times where she looked surprised, just everything about her just astonish you. You were in love with her. You hesitated to go up to her. But you really wanted to talk to her, you put your book down and stood from your chair. You eventually walked up to the table that held Jenna and Mason. The conversation died down once one of them noticed you.

“Hey.” Jenna said as she slightly waved at you. Your heart dropped as you felt your cheeks flushed in deep red. You were going to say something but nothing came out. Jenna glanced at Mason then back at you. Say something. Say anything. Make conversation.

*“Are you okay?” Jenna asked, she noticed your fatigue.