Ivy - Jenna Ortega

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Harley Banks
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Jenna sat in her hotel room Brea, her makeup artist, applying the last touchups to her face. "Ok so you'll meet Harley at the premiere, take a few pictures together, then go in together." Michael, her manager, explained from the bed behind her.

Jenna agreed, continuing her conversation with the other women. "Girl, you fucking hit the jackpot, didn't you. You got yourself a goddess-looking motherfucker who can sing, and from what i've seen you have wrapped around your finger."

Jenna turned slightly red. Looking back at Michael for help who just shrugged in response.

For the past few weeks the two had been hanging out pretty much nonstop. When they did, they made sure to make a public appearance, by request of their management. Now there were countless on countless pictures of the two online.

Tonight was huge, they were going together to a movie premiere, that would only confirm what the whole world already thought.

She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by her phone vibrating on the table in front her. She thanked god for that call, looking down at the picture that popped up, seeing Jason's face.

"You can take it love i'm just about done."

Jenna nodded her head, going into the bathroom closing the door behind her.

"Hey babe, you look nice." The man said, smiling on the other end on the phone.

"Thanks."

"I just wanted to double check and make sure you were coming over later tonight."

"Yea, just after the premiere with Ly." She said looking in the mirror, absent mindedly fixing her hair.

He sighed, on the other end.

"What's wrong?"

He messed with his hair, "Listen, i know your friends with her, but you know how i feel about her. Anyone with her background can't be a good person to be around."

Jenna clenched her jaw annoyed by his comment.
Most people knew the girl was poor before her rise to fame and for some reason it seemed to bother Jason to no end, that his girlfriend was hanging out with someone who was once in that position.

"Not everyone has a trust fund, Jason."

"That's not-"

"Listen I gotta go i'll text you later, k?"

"yea alright, i'm sorry if-" the guy didn't get to finish his sentence before he was hung up on.

She let out a sigh looking at herself in the mirror. She did like Jason he was sweet, handsome, her family said they liked him, and the sex was good enough but something always felt off in Jenna's chest. She was broken out her thought by a knock on the bathroom door.

"Jenna you ready, it's time to head out?"

"Coming." she yelled heading for the door.