Imagines

You're in Algebra, like any other boring Friday, when your principal walks in.

"Who in here likes the singer Austin Mahone?" She asks. You and two other girls raise your hands.

"Okay, come with me." She says.

You three stay back and whisper about what this could be about. The principal unnecessarily checks in all the other classrooms. (That's right, you're one of only three mahomies.)

"Wait in the office. We thought there would be more of you. I'm going to the gym." After she's out of ear shot you turn around and look at your fellow mahomies.

"O.M.G. She's going to go get him! We're going to meet him!" You all three almost pass out.

"Guys we can't fangirl! We don't want him to think that we're totally crazy, obsessed fans, we need to be composed and not scream whe-" You're cut off by their girly shrieks. You turn around and stare right into those beautiful hazel eyes that you fell in love with back in 2010. He smiles.

"Hey you guys! Are you the only fans I have in this school?" He asks, sounding a little disappointed.

"No," you say, "You don't have any fans. You have three mahomies." This makes him smile. The other two are standing behind you, acting exactly like you just told them not to. Of course, you are doing this on the inside, but you're too strong to show it.

"Well, who wants pictures?" He asks. You go behind (other mahomie 1) and push her to where Austin is standing. She stops being a total idiot for a second and pulls out her phone. They smile and take the pic. They hug. She walks back to where you're standing and cries on you're shoulder because she just met her idol. You give (other mahomie 2) a little push and she walks up there on her own. They take a picture and then hug. She walks back and starts crying on your other shoulder. You pull away and let them sob into each others shoulders.You walk over to the hottest boy alive and you pull out your phone. You take the picture.

"Wait just a second." Austin says before hugging you. He takes out his phone and take a pic. He hugs you and whispers some numbers in your ear. Did he seriously just give you his number? You might just join the other two in their sob fest.

"Well, I hope that one day I see you guys again." He says, "I have to go now. Bye."

"Bye." You say. The other two wave and say bye.

~~After school that day~~

"Today was the best day of my life." You say. The other two nod their heads in agreement.

"I gotta go," you say, "here's my bus." You get on the bus and sit in the backseat. You get out your phone and put in the number you have written on your hand. After three rings, someone answers.

"Hello." You'd know that voice anywhere. Austin did give you his number.

"Hi." You say.

"Who is this?" He asks.

"(Y/N)" you say, "the girl from school."

"Oh," he says, "I was hoping you'd figure it out, I wanted to ask you something."

"Ask away." You say.

"I was wondering if you'd want to hang out sometime." He says.

"Sure." You say, trying not to scream.

"Cool. How about today at eight?" He asks.

"Sounds good." You say.

"Where should we go?" He asks.

"Just a sec." You say getting off the bus, "There's not much to do around here except go to the movies or the skating rink. The movies are a little ways out of the town though."

"Is there anything good playing at the movies?" He asks.

"Not really." You say.

"Okay then, lets go skating. Where should I pick you up?" He asks.

You tell him your address.

"Okay I'll be there at seven thirty." He says.

"Okay." You say.

"See you then." He says.

"Bye." You say.

"Bye." He says. You hang up.

You go into the living room and tell your mom you have a date tonight.

"Okay," she says, "be back by eleven."

You go into your bedroom and let out all your fangirl. Then you start getting yourself ready for the best date ever.