you were sitting at the back of the class, alone. when a short girl walked into class, her name was jorja.

jorja had gorgeous, long, silky black hair, and deep dark black eyes that complimented her tanned skin. jorja was mexican, colombian and australian. she was a latina. jorja had a great sense of style, she was very extroverted.

"goodmorning mrs jackson, sorry im late."

jorja smiled, before looking for a seat, and sat down next to you.

"hey! my names jorja, whats yours?"