Taylor Swift Imagines

17|First Day Of School

Imagine meeting Taylor in your daughter's preschool.

Ten years down the line, you found someone. You found the person who you dreamt of being in love with when you were younger. Everything was simply perfect for you. After seven years of being together, you got married after seven happy long years together. You were given two beautiful children that you love with all your heart. You often glance to the family that you have and think to yourself that you must be the luckiest person in the world. Your children had your eyes and the same shade of blond hair that their dad was. They were two little angels that are all yours. They were slowly growing up quickly that tomorrow was going to be her first day of school.

She woke up early that day out of excitement. She jumped down the stairs in her cute favourite pajamas. She quickly ate the pancakes on her plate. When she was done, she rushed to take a bathe, dress up and waited for you to pack her food. Then, she was ready to go to school. For her first day of school, you drove her to school to make sure she was going to be okay when she got to school. You also blasted some of your favourite songs from Taylor. Your daughter loved her the moment that she heard it. She instantly fell in love with Taylor as you did for her too. Several minutes have passed until you reached her school. You parked the car in one of the empty slots of the carpark and walked her to school. She clung her bag at her bag and skipped all the way to school. Her pigtails were bouncing as she made her way to school. 

"This is it. You ready for your first day of school?" You asked your daughter, moving her hair out of her face. She looked like you, an exact replica except for the fact that you were older. She nodded quickly and made her way into the classroom. But before that, she gave you one of the warmest hugs. 

"It's okay, momma. I'll be okie." She says, grabbing her bags.

When you saw that your child was in her classroom, you walked to your car and went back home. 

When the clock reached 11:30 AM on the clock, you were back in her new school with several other moms. You were waiting patiently and quietly until someone came up to you. Her blonde hair was tied up in a neat ponytail. She was wearing a blue faded button up shirt and white pants. 
"Hi i'm Taylor, I'm Bryan's mom." She introduces herself. You naturally kept a smile on your face and shook her hand. 

"I'm ( Your daughter's name)'s mom, Y/N" You said, smiling. You have never met Taylor in real life so you were proud that you weren't hysterically crying by now. This was a dream come true. Taylor started talking about her life with her son. She was incredibly happy. She also thought of going back to music. 

"I'm working on my music soon. It's been a while." She confessed. 

"Yeah, I agree. I'm a fan of your music." You replied, almost shocked that you let that slipped. But being older, you knew how to handle the situation and it was to be calm at all times.

"Really?" She asked slightly skeptical. 

"Yeah, I am. My daughter and I would listen to your old albums on the drive the school. It makes us ready for the world." You explained, looking at her reaction to what you said. 

To your relief, she had a big smile on her face. 

"Thank you for saying that. That is all I want for my music." 

"Thank you for making them."