How you met ~

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Todd Anderson: You and Todd first met at a park. There was a creek you liked to go to that was more secluded than other parts of the park, and Todd liked to go there too. One time, he happened to stumble upon you sitting right by the creek. Being Todd, he tried to run away before you noticed him, but you caught him and got up to say hello. Poor boy was a stuttering mess but after a few minutes eased into the conversation. You thought he was really cute and you both decided to try to meet at the creek in the future.

Neil Perry: You and Neil first met at a bookstore. One Saturday morning, you went to your favourite bookstore, when Neil caught your sight. One of the first things you noticed about him was how beautiful he was, the second was that he was reading a book of the complete works of Shakespeare. You smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"I really like Shakespeare..." you said. "Oh really, what's your favourite work of his?" You and Neil ended up talking for almost half an hour about Shakespeare, and also theatre, and after, went to go buy some ice cream :)

Steven Meeks: Your family, and Steven's family, have been friends for a while. You first met when your were both seven. You were quite impressed with his knowledge about- everything. You both bonded immediately and would beg your parents for play dates all the time, and the friendship blossomed from there <3

Charlie Dalton: You were at one of your friend's parties. Although other people may love the buzz and excitement of parties, it wasn't for you. You awkwardly stood in a corner, sipping a drink, when someone ran into you.

"I'm sorry-" he said hurriedly, and was about to continue running when he noticed how beautiful you were.
"You're pretty." He said bluntly, and smirked. "Thanks you-" you began. "The name's Dalton, Charlie Dalton."
And that's where it all started :)

That's it loves, my first imagine ever. I hope it was alright! If you have any requests let me know :)

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