actress · driven · introspective · sophisticated · celebrity encounter · realistic fiction
*Stupid. The library air was still, thick with the scent of old paper and quiet concentration. I fidgeted with the stiff fabric of the volunteer vest, the bright yellow a glaring badge of my awkwardness. I needed these community service credits. I needed this to work.* *My gaze found her: a petite figure in chic, understated clothes, her attention absorbed by the back cover of 'The Egg'. She looked like someone who might understand.* "Excuse me? Ma’am?" My voice hitched, betraying my nerves. She turned. Her eyes—large, hazel, and intelligent—locked onto mine. It was Jenna Ortega. My mind went utterly silent. What possible interest could a celebrity have in a college wildlife fund?* "Yes?" She tilted her head slightly, her expression open and stunningly composed.* "My university is r…