One last try / Jenna Ortega

Chapter 7

Jenna's Pov:
(9:40 am)
i have no control over my body anymore, i would never allow anyone to touch me, Ria and Alana are rarely given permission to do that, i don't hate human contact i'm just scared of commitment and how i could easily fold with physical affection, his touching is really getting to me right now, the bell rings in 10 minutes and as the teacher continues to lecture us now calmer than before i start to regain sense of body and what is actually happening between me and Leo

i carefully look down between our thighs where our hands are buried and locked, how the fuck, i wanted to pull my hand away but i started to overthink it, i was actually overthinking, i never overthink. It felt nice if i was being brutally honest, to be held and comforted, but this was getting to be too much, i glanced up at him and my cheeks got red, of course, she looked down at me with a warm-ish look and i was trying to communicate with my eyes that i would like to let go of them now.

this right here is definitely not me, i don't normally give a fuck if the other person is trying to get close to me or not, but Leo.. he understood the point i was trying to make and slowly let go of my hand, expanding his fingers so mine can slip right out, after that a few minutes passed until the bell rang so i got up and speed walked out of class in disbelief that i was just holding someone's hand even it was for my own good, is there something more to it?

Ria caught up to me i noticed her from the corner of my eye and turned to face her, "why you running out of class all skeptical what's up?" she cheered with a hint of stress in her voice "Alana is pissed at you" i avoided her question while facing away and beginning to take small steps forward, "what!? why!" she hopped in aggression while following me,

"you were gone all morning and she saw u with that black haired chick by the lockers" i informed with a complete straight face not making any type of eye contact, "nooo noo! i was just getting the math homework i wasn't doing anything!!" Ria justified while panicking, "ok tell her exactly that when u see her" i sniffed taking a left turn to exit the building

we reached our bench and greeted Jess and Claire "girl what the fuck was all of that about in class" Jess said with a shocked face still trying to process how the teacher went mad and the things she was saying, "dude- i don't know but that was not okay, like at all" i admitted,

"i know sweetheart are you ok now?" Jess patted my back in pity, "yea i'm over it" i assured coldly i sat there for a little before i scooted over so she wouldn't have access to pet me, not even Jess can touch me for too long, how can he? That and because i don't really like her all that much

"hey beautiful!" Ria shrieked at Alana as she walked right past her plopping down next to me, "hi.." Alana threw a furious look towards her way, "hey wanna walk with me down the path i saw some butterflies earlier-" Ria's ranting was interrupted, "not right now" Alana shot her down while she searched inside her bag,

Ria nodded awkwardly and took a step back accepting her fate while bitting her nails, "so tomorrow" Claire changed the subject, "tomorrow what" i spat out starting to get annoyed, "are you coming along Jen?" Jess asked with one eyebrow raised, "i'll think about it" i mumbled after hesitation

Alana gasped at my response while she shifted her body to look at me, "i'm coming over to dress you up" she announced, "for what we're not going to the met gala or anything" i muttered now completely annoyed, "i'm just coming for the company" i added, "i thought you had better things to do" Alana mocked me, i side eyed her and fixed my posture, "class is about to start i'm out" i excused myself while standing up and walking straight off to my next class

(1:40 pm)
it's is now my last period and there's 10 minutes left until the last bell of the day rings, i was doodling in my notebook traveling in my own thoughts, do i like them? Hell no, i could never, i don't want to, and i don't, their hand was warm and soft, that was surprising cause they always look so cold,

i was thinking about them yet again when the class room door opened aggressively and our Alchemy teacher poked her head in with a list announcing name and projects, projects? She must really hate us, she was going through the list when i heard my name, "Jenna Ortega and Leonard Bludd" the teacher ordered, of course she fucking put us together, what now?