The last day of school ended, it was a good day. A lot of people were joking around and not doing the work at all, a lot of kids were skipping and walking around school but no one didn't care.The teachers didn't care about the students not working. All they did was read a book with their legs on their desk, well some of them, the others were playing a few games with some students who can consider teachers as their friends.
You were reading your book the whole day in the library, you didn't wanted to deal with the loud students.
You enter the convenience store that is close to your house to get something to drink, you walk towards the drinks and pick a green tea Arizona. Your favorite.
You hear a few guys messing around in the candy section. Punks. Always causing trouble as your mother says. You don't really believe her when she says that.
It's just teenagers wanting to live their teenage years, get crazy and wild before they get old. You wish you could live like that but your mother would have killed you.
You walk towards the front to pay for your Arizona, you put it on the counter and reach in your purse for the money as the cashier scans the item. You give it to him then look to your left and see one of the guys looking at you.
He has blond hair, they are certainly bleached. Blue eyes that you can drown in them, it has the colour of the ocean. He walk over to you and leans on the counter.
"Hey, what's your name?" he asks. He has the softest voice you have ever heard, you imagine yourself waking up to it speaking to you softly.
"Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n." he nods a gives you a smile. You take a look at his pin covered leather jacket, there's a few pins with band names, logos and random things written that you can't recognize.
"That's a bodacious name." (Lol I watched bill and ted yesterday) "My name is Sebastian. Do you come here often, Y/n?" the way he says your name makes your knees go weak.
He said it in a pleasurable way, your long dress makes it impossible to see your thighs clench but he could see how you shifted. "Yes, I do."
His friends bumps into him so that they could pay their stuffs. "Come on dude. We have to pick up the shit in a few." from what you could guess, by shit they probably mean the devils lettuce.
Sebastian nods towards his friends then grabs a sharpie marker from his back pocket and grabs your right arm, you could see he's writing a series of numbers. His phone number. "Call me when you want to learn new things, Y/n. I'll be glad to show you."
He winks then writes a quick heart on your left boob before he and his friends leave the store, you look at the cashier and grab your Arizona. "Have a nice day, miss."
"You too." you head out and walk towards your house still processing what happened.
A/n: i have covid but I'm doing great, i can still taste and smell which I'm glad.
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Sebastian Stan + characters imagines
FanfictionJust imagines of the serial killer who kills women himself, Sebastian Stan. !! I don't always update but it doesn't mean that I don't at all because I do !!