intense jenna ortega imagines for my girlies

arcade-romance

Every time Y/n went to the local arcade, she saw a girl with long dark brown hair sitting on a stool in the back, playing endless rounds of Pac-Man. They didn't really talk to each other, but the sight of this girl always piqued Y/n's interest. She always wore baggy clothes, her outfits mostly wildly thrown together, but she looked good. Really good..

Y/N'S POV:
It was a late summer night and I was currently at my best friend Mia's house. The cicadas sang loudly outside and a warm breeze filtered in through the open window. I was sitting cross-legged on Mia's bed, fidgeting with my fingers. Mia sat on the ground, rolling some joints.

„It's this girl again, she drives me nuts let me tell you Mia. Something about her is so fucking attractive," I groaned in frustration. „But I just can't seem to find the right words to talk to her. Every time I see her at the arcade, I get all tongue-tied and awkward."

Mia rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, an annoyed expression on her face. „You know her name is Vada, right?" she said, raising a sarcastic eyebrow. „God, would you just stop moping around and just ask her for her goddamn number? Or even easier, say hello to her. Since when are you all shy and timid? You're usually bold as hell."

I buried my face in my hands, „Fuuuck I don't know what is happening to me. I used to be so confident and never let fear hold me back. But now, whenever I see her, it's like I lose the ability to speak. Hell, even the ability to think clearly." I let out an agitated sigh and dramatically plopped down on the floor, next to Mia. „Summer break is almost over and then my only chance would be gone," I said in a defeated tone.

Mia just finished rolling the third joint and packed everything neatly into a pink box. Then she paused for a moment, her eyes narrowing in thought. A sly smile spread across her face as an idea formed in her mind.

„You know," she said, her voice dripping with mischief, „anytime you smoke a joint, you get super chill and laidback. Why don't we try something? Just smoke a joint with me before going to the arcade the next time and use the effect of the weed to find the confidence to talk to Vada."

I let the idea sink in and I got a glimmer of hope as I realized, it might just work. „Mia, you're a genius," I told her with a big grin plastered across my face. „It's worth a shot, at least. I just hope I can actually say something and not completely embarrass myself," I murmured deep in thought. „You're really the best Mia." Mia laughed, „Yeah yeah I know you big ass simp," she chuckled. „Now let's stop the lovey dovey talk and smoke some weed," Mia exclaimed getting progressively louder.

VADA'S POV:
It was Friday night and as usual, I got ready to head to the arcade. I threw on a pair of blue oversized basketball shorts and a white hoodie, feeling comfortable in my casual attire. As I looked into the mirror, I wondered if I would see that same girl again. Every time I went to the arcade, I couldn't help but notice her. The girl always seemed to be alone, just like myself and sometimes I catch her stealing glances in my direction. There was something so adorable about her. I said bye to my mom and sister and headed out.

About an hour later, I was immersed in playing Pac-Man when I heard the doors open again. My eyes darted up to see her walking in, but something seemed off. She looked a bit disoriented or maybe even impaired? I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I watched as she bought a bottle of water before making her way towards me.

As she got closer, I got a better look at her eyes. They were red and bloodshot, a dead giveaway that she had been smoking pot. I couldn't help but chuckle, realizing that she was stoned. I raised and eyebrow, feeling a mix of amusement and curiosity. I had to admit, it was a bit surprising to see her like that.

The girl stumbled over her words a bit before finally saying hi. I could tell she was a little too high, her usual shyness replaced by a surprising amount of courage. „I see you here often," she continued, her words slurring together slightly. „And I think, you look really cool and umm.. I was wondering if you would like to do something together sometime," she blurted out getting seemingly nervous.

Y/N'S POV:
I mentally slapped myself for stuttering so much, I definitely smoked too much pot for this. I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I met Vada's gaze. I desperately wanted the ground to open up and just let myself sink in deeper and deeper.

Vada just looked at me, her eyes piercing and intense. A small smirk tugged at her lips, embracing her freckles. I had never noticed Vada's freckles before. But there, in the fluorescent light of the arcade, they seemed to pop out vividly against her tan skin.

Then finally Vada opened her mouth, her voice cool and steady, „Hey. You're right, I'm quite often here, I love the arcade." She leaned back further against the arcade machine, smirking at me. She studied my face a moment, her eyes roaming over my nervous face. „What do you have in mind?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. Vada hadn't rejected me immediately, that's definitely something, I thought to myself. But then I felt my confidence falter slightly as I realized I hadn't really thought about what I wanted to do with her. I looked at Vada, feeling my mind go blank and I started to tug nervously at my shirt. Vada's eyes wandered down to my fidgeting and she smiled softly at me. „I think I have the perfect idea," she stated and before I could ask her, she grabbed my hand and pulled me with her.

I stumbled a bit as Vada suddenly pulled me out of the arcade. The cool night air felt refreshing on my flushed skin, the cool breeze cleaned some of the fog in my head and brought me back to reality a little. I looked down at our intertwined hands, feeling a rush of heat to my cheeks. Her touch was so soothing and it allowed me to relax a little.

I cleared my throat, „Umm.. I'm Y/n by the way" I smiled. Vada turned around and grinned, „That's a really cool name, Y/n." When she said my name, I felt my whole stomach twist around in excitement. „Thank you, but I think your name is way cooler tho," I chuckled with a hint of shyness.

FUCK.. SHE HASN'T EVEN MENTIONED HER NAME YET, I screamed at myself internally. You're the stupidest girl ever.

VADA'S POV:
When I heard Y/n compliment my name I was a bit perplexed at first. I didn't remember telling her my name. But then a smirk pulled at the corners of my lips as I realized what must have happened. Who knew I had such a secret admirer, I think to myself. And if I was being honest, I kind of liked the idea that Y/n informed herself a bit about me.

„I never knew, I had a secret admirer all this time," I decided to tease her a bit. Her cheeks went from a soft pink to a dark red in seconds. It was adorable, watching her get so flustered..

As we walked, I squeezed her hand reassuringly, a small smile playing on her lips. „Don't worry, I noticed you stealing glances at me for a while now. And to be honest, I really like it. I mean no wonder, after all, I'm an absolute eye-catcher right?" I nudged her playfully. She was still a bit embarrassed, but she quickly loosened up and we laughed, joked and talked the whole walk together.