One last try / Jenna Ortega

Chapter 9

Jenna's Pov:
(Friday afternoon)
I showered and took a power nap, when my eyes fluttered open i tossed and turned, i grabbed my phone from the night stand and checked the time "6:07 pm" i groaned and laid there comfortably exhaling dramatically, i remember that Leo gave me her number, and that's when my body flew out of bed taking a big leap forward onto my desk where my backpack sat, i frantically pulled the piece of paper out of my bag staring at it almost feeling like smiling, what am i doing? What am i gonna do now? Add them? Ew.. but i knew i had to

i sat on the corner of my bed, in one hand their number and on the other my phone, i was looking back and forth between the two when i ended up typing their number on my keyboard, i saved it in my contacts list without displaying a name, just cause, after that was done i took a brief second to think about my next step, i have to text them, we need to schedule our meet up for the project, besides she told me any day i like so i had to clarify what day i like, i was overthinking again so i just opened up my messages and typed away,

Me- Hey this is Leo right?

i thought that it was necessary to make sure he gave me the right number, and yes of course i'm gonna tease him, which is utterly nauseating, i never do this shit, after about 5-ish minutes my phone dinged and my arm automatically flung out to grab my phone

(964)-937-6001- Yea

Ok yea that's him, why is he so damn dry, and why the fuck, is the fact that he's dry getting on my nerves, i'm about to throw this damn phone out of my window, my phone dinged again

(964)-937-6001 Has named you "Jenna"

I frowned at this, how the fuck does he know it's me?

Jenna- How are u so sure this is Jenna?

(964)-937-6001- I don't remember giving my number to anyone else

He had a point, and honestly who would ask for his number, if it wasn't for the project i wouldn't either

Jenna- fair enough

You set the name for (964)-937-6001 as "Leo"

Leo's Pov:
i was about to put my last details on this canvas when my phone dinged twice, so i put my paint brush down wiping my hands off with the towel that was in-front of me, then reaching for my phone,

Jenna has named you "Leo"

i felt a smile creep up on the corner of my my mouth but it quickly disappeared effortlessly

You liked "Jenna- fair enough"

i set my phone back down turning to face my painting while proceeding to grab my brush and dip it into color again, this was my way of feeling more at peace, i always felt at peace , i don't express my self or change the reaction of my face almost at all, not because i don't want to,

if an expression decides to pop up i let it be, i just don't have any, i don't find it necessary to show your emotions that much but i'm not completely lifeless, art is one form i use to express myself, although just cause i don't show emotions doesn't mean i don't have them.

Jenna's Pov:

Leo liked your message "fair enough"

so he knows how to like messages then, alright, but why would he do that? Why not? i hate how they make me think about these things, this is not me, this is tiring for me, to hypothesize and theorize everything, i just let things play out, but not with him, i started to feel some sort of butterflies in the very pit of my stomach before my breathing started to slightly pick up "fuck this" i gritted my teeth in displeasure and threw my phone on the other side of the bed

i let out a long sigh and let my head hang from my shoulders while i tightly gripped my mattress, i'm not into this, i'm not into him, maybe i shouldn't go tomorrow, but the only thing i would accomplish by doing that is showing everyone i'm too weak and that i give in, which i do the fuck not, never mind i'm going, i'll make a promise to myself right now, that if i go to his house for the project and i see that these feelings don't stop i'll finally accept that maybe i'm slightly interested rather than sit here and fight over my own thoughts

only if nothing changes, otherwise this was a complete waste of time, i laid back down looking up at my ceiling thinking about different things, what am i gonna wear tomorrow, is Aleyna gonna push me towards them? Is she trying to find someone for me? I mean i understand why she would do that i've been single forever, but that's by choice,

i switch sides when i felt my body slowly sinking into my bed and the mattress hugging my body as my blanket got heavier and my eyes started to drift off, i decided to let the feeling drag me away as i fell into deep sleep, and even in my dream i was seeing his face..