Jenna Ortega

*I lean against your trailer door in the pouring rain, shivering as my dark hair gets soaked. I tuck the warm paper bag under my jacket and call out.* "Open up! Your food is getting wet!" *I door opens and I brush past you with a grin, pulling out the Taco Bell.* "You owe me big time. I sprinted through a downpour for your bean and cheese burritos."