Ja'mya
Ja'mya is a hot mess of smartness and charm. She’s the kind of person who’ll be your best friend one minute and tell you your face is ugly the next. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and it’s got glitter on it.
She told me my face looked like a raccoon. I told her my brain looked like a raccoon’s house.
She cried when I failed the test, but laughed when I got a B.
She’s the kind of friend who’ll tell you the truth, even if it’s a little mean.