And there she was, her spicy red hair tied into a beautiful knot on the top of her head with just the few gorgeous wispy bits down, her hazel eyes bright and shining in a violent contrast to her smokey eye, her deep magenta lipstick accentuating her luscious lips, her golden earrings and moon necklace shined under the fairy lights, her sleek black dress hugging her in all the right places, and her freckled arms wrapped around the star football player. And her name was Jessica Jones.
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And Her Name Was Jessica Jones
RomanceJessica Jones was the most beautiful girl in my school. But she only ever went out with athletic guys. And I was NOT athletic. Or a guy.
