Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Olivia Rodrigo or Jenna Ortega or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Olivia Rodrigo and Jenna Ortega were about the same age, both had shows on the Disney Channel at the same time, and Jenna had even guest starred on Olivia's show, as an old friend, no less. In real life, Olivia would happily describe them as friends. Not best friends or anything. But whenever their paths crossed, they had been very friendly.
Jenna was just such an easy person to talk to, and whenever the other girl contacted her about hanging out, Olivia knew she would be in for a good time. And she was sure it would be this time, as she approached Jenna's hotel room, and got ready to knock on the door. However, it would likely be different to other interactions between them.
Because this was the first time they had met since Olivia had been introduced to the kind of things female celebrities liked to do with each other, and very recently, she had upset Beyonce, who had probably let all of her bitches know that Olivia Rodrigo was available for topping. Was Jenna one of those bitches? Maybe. Maybe the timing was just coincidence, and Olivia was going to leave here disappointed?
Or something far worse, as the last thing she wanted to do was hit on another girl, and be rejected. Also, while Jenna would probably be cool with it, there was a chance that Olivia would lose a friend if she misread the signs, so she couldn't help be nervous as the door opened. Although luckily, Jenna put her at ease.
"Hi?" Olivia greeted nervously.
"Hi." Jenna smiled warmly, holding out her arms for a hug, "Come here."
"Awww, thanks." Olivia beamed, happily closing the distance, and hugging her friend, "You're the best."
"I know." Jenna quipped with a grin, enjoying the hug for a few long seconds, then pulling away and insisting, "Come in, come in."
"Thanks." Olivia said, quickly closing the door behind her, and walking into a surprisingly small hotel room.
"Sorry if it's not what you're used to." Jenna teased, she saw Olivia looking around.
"No, no, no, it's nice. Great. Really. It's just-" Olivia stammered.
"Small?" Jenna offered, before shrugging, "I know, I could afford better, but unless I blow up in the next few years, I figure I should save my money, just in case, you know?"
"Isn't the new Scream about debut?" Olivia questioned, "That's sure to be hit, right?"
"Yeah, but the last one didn't get sequels, so who knows." Jenna shrugged, before admitting, "But, I didn't ask you here to talk about my career."
"Why did you?" Olivia asked softly.
"You'll find out." Jenna said cryptically, "But first, would you like a drink?"
"Is that a drink, or like, a drink?" Olivia questioned, before quickly insisting, "Because, I'm cool. So cool. Like, I'm totally cool with just coffee, or water, or even juice. But..."
"Sweetie, relax." Jenna reassured, pulling out a bottle of wine, "I got you. We're not Disney girls anymore. But no pressure, if you don't want to."
"Gimme, gimme, gimme!" Olivia encouraged happily, before cringing and adding, "Erm, please?"
In response, Jenna just laughed, and poured them each a glass. She even used proper wine glasses, so clearly, she had thought this through. Then again, it wouldn't be the first time Olivia had done something like this. Although in the past, it had been a pretty friendly thing. Just a group of girls, sometimes one friend, watching a movie together, or talking about boys.
But Jenna didn't seem interested in watching a movie, and boys were briefly mentioned, and dismissed. Which was definitely a good thing, as Olivia couldn't take interest in them right now. Not when she's constantly thinking about Sofia Wylie, and more importantly for that particular moment, Jenna Ortega, AKA, the beautiful girl in front of her. Her friend, Jenna Ortega, who just might be flirting with her.
Admittedly, Olivia had been known to be slow on the uptake with these things, and for all she knew, Jenna had been flirting with her in the past. Maybe not when they first met, but certainly in the past year or so. Whatever the case, she had a good feeling about right now, and did her best to flirt back.
Unfortunately, she was still new to flirting with another girl, and while it had been easy with Sofia, she was convinced that Sofia was a bottom, and she knew she liked women, so it was very different situation. Luckily, she had the opportunity to swallow down a glass or two of liquid courage before trying to make a move, something else which Jenna made easy.
"So, did you just want to catch up, or is there some reason you wanted to meet?" Olivia finally blurted out.
"Do I need a reason to see you?" Jenna teased, really enjoying watching Olivia squirm.
"No, no, no, it's not that! Really. Like, no way." Olivia babbled, struggling to find the right words, "It's just that..."
"You were wondering if I had heard you were in the game?" Jenna quipped.
"Right." Olivia gulped, then nervously checked, "Meaning?"
"Meaning, you fucked Sabrina Carpenter in the ass." Jenna said dryly, before shrugging, "Not that it's a big accomplishment. Everyone's had that ass. Everyone! But, it's a start. Especially since she told me you were really good, And yes, it doesn't take that much to please a butt whore of that calibre. But it's definitely something."
"I..." Olivia began with a huge blush on her face, as she again struggled to think what to say.
"I also know you got broken in by Beyonce's little protégé, Sofia Wylie, before having a turn with you herself." Jenna continued, then when she saw the look on Olivia's face, she explained, "Sabrina told me everything. And yeah, I knew she promised not to, but don't be mad at her, okay? Sabrina is the kind of butt slut who would literally do anything for a cock up her ass. And trust me, when these things happen, news travels fast.
