Jenna Ortega x Female Reader Imagines

The New Teacher (pt 2)

Someone asked for a part 2 so @2cool44you thank you and your welcome :))

Warnings: idk ngl but you can read to find out ;)))
If you haven't seen the first one, what you doing mate? GET ON THERE THEN COME BACK- ahem, back to the story.

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So, I thought my senior year was gonna be a total snooze fest—just me, my homework, and my bestie Alex trying to survive another round of high school. But then, Ms. Ortega strolled into our lives. Yeah, the new English teacher who looks like she'd rather be anywhere else. And guess what? I'm totally falling for her.

It all kicked off when she handed me an old envelope and asked me to help with this super secret project after school. I was like, "Um, okay, when does that ever happen?" So there I was, hanging out in the deserted school library, ready for whatever Jenna had in mind.

Later That Week

The library was as quiet as a tomb, and Jenna and I had spent what felt like forever decoding clues from the her research. We finally cracked open a secret safe in a hidden room. Inside? A bunch of old letters, photos, and a dusty journal. It was like we'd unearthed some long-lost treasure.

But just as we were about to dive into the mystery, we heard footsteps. Panic mode: ON. Jenna's eyes widened, and she grabbed my hand.

"Hide!" she whispered urgently.

We dashed to the storage room, and I saw a row of old lockers. Jenna shoved me toward one, and we squeezed inside just as the footsteps got closer.

Inside the locker, we were practically on top of each other. It was dark, and I could barely see her face, but I could totally feel her breath on my skin. My heart was doing gymnastics.

"Seriously, are we stuck in a locker?" I tried to sound chill, but I was freaking out a bit.

Jenna's laugh was this warm, comforting sound in the darkness. "Yep. Definitely didn't expect this."

I shifted, and her hand brushed mine. It was so tight in there, but in a kinda amazing way. Jenna's voice was soft, almost like she was letting her guard down. "I never thought I'd be hiding in a locker with a student, feeling... this."

I could barely see her eyes, but her voice was like a hug. "Feeling what?"

Jenna's fingers laced with mine. "Like I'm actually happy. Like this—" she leaned closer, and I felt my heart skip a beat "—feels right."

I whispered back, "I feel the same way."

And then, in that cramped, dark locker, Jenna's lips met mine. The kiss started soft but quickly turned into something intense. It was like we were discovering a whole new world with each touch, each sigh.

When we finally pulled away, we were both breathless. Jenna's forehead was resting on mine, and we were trying to catch our breath.

"We gotta get out of here before we get caught," Jenna said, her voice full of affection but also a bit nervous.

"Yeah," I agreed, still buzzing from the kiss. "But can we talk about this more later?"

Jenna's smile was a mix of relief and something deeper. "Definitely."

We wriggled out of the locker and snuck out of the library, our hearts racing from both the kiss and the thrill of our little adventure.

The Next Day

We met up at our favourite café, where Jenna's usual "I-don't-care" attitude melted away into chill, real conversation. Sitting there, sipping our coffee, everything felt lighter. We talked about the old letters and photos, but the real talk was about us—what just happened.

Jenna's hand brushed mine across the table. Her eyes were full of those deep, unspoken feelings.

"I'm really glad we did this," Jenna said softly. "It feels like we're on the edge of something... amazing."

I grinned, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. "Me too. It's like everything just clicked."

Jenna looked a bit torn, then took a deep breath. "Okay, so here's the thing. I really like you. Like, a lot. And I want us to be together. But... it's complicated, you know? We have to be careful."

I nodded, totally getting where she was coming from. "Yeah, I get it. We'll take it slow. But I really want this too."

Jenna's expression softened, and she squeezed my hand. "Alright, let's take it step by step and see where it leads. I'll do my best to make this work."

Jenna then reached into her bag and pulled out the envelope again, holding it between us. "Oh, and I thought you might like to see this. I found something in that envelope that made me think of you."

I opened it carefully, and inside were some old photos of Jenna and a few handwritten notes. One note read: "To whoever finds this, sometimes the most unexpected things can lead to the best discoveries. Keep your heart open."

I looked up at Jenna, my heart skipping a beat. "So this was all part of the plan?"

Jenna smiled shyly. "Kind of. I just didn't expect it to lead to... this."

As we walked out of the café, Jenna took my hand in hers. It felt so natural, like we'd been doing this forever. Our relationship was just starting, but it felt like the beginning of something incredible.

And as we walked side by side, I couldn't help but wonder what other secrets and surprises lay ahead for us...

Is this love?

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Well- HERE'S A PART 2 :)) hope yous like it :))
Please request I only have like 1 draft so IM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS HELP