Imagines about Dylan O'Brien and Stiles Stilinski
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Y/N- Your Name
Y/L/N- Your Last Name
Y/F/N- Your Friends/ Bestfriend Name
Y/BF/N- Your Boyfriends Name
Y/M/N- Your Moms Name
Y/D/N- Your Dads Name
Y/S/N- Your Siblings Name
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Here I was, waiting to pick my team, sitting right behind a really, attractive guy with glasses and a beanie, luckily his eyes were glued to his screen he didn't notice my awkward staring.
"You have 5 minutes to pick your teams, begin!" Mr. Chetty's voice blasted through the speakers and everyone jumped out of their seats, frantically trying to find an efficient group.
I stood up and a British boy walked up to me, asking where I studied, "Yale." I replied and he grabbed my arm and tried to drag me down the stairs, I cried in pain as his fingers dug harder into my skin when I tried to stop.
"Hey, let her go." I heard somebody behind me and we both turned to look at the person, the attractive boy, I yanked my arm away from the British boy named Graham and stood next to the attractive boy.
"Fine, whatever, I don't need you in my group." Graham stated and walked away.
"Oh, um, thanks, I'm Y/N." I said and held out my hand to him.
"You're welcome, I'm Stuart." He replied and took my hand in his and shook it, then he pulled me to where he was previously sitting.
"But don't we have to find a group?" I asked and he nodded.
"We're going to be the left overs." He said and I laughed, he was right though, we got paired with two old guys, another girl, an Asian boy, and some weird dude named Lyle.
Once our team was together we went to our work room and we all introduced ourself, Lyle first, making weird comment and talking in 3rd person, which obviously got on Stuart's nerves because he decided to tell Lyle to stop in a not so nice way.
Then the tall, brunette old guy, Billy and the shorter, blonde old guy, Nick, next was Neha, a very horny girl, then there was Yo-Yo, a very disciplined boy, then me, just a regular girl, lastly Stuart, who still can't seem to peel his eyes away from his phone for one second and he's very sarcastic.
"Okay." Said Lyle
"Maybe we need to have more of a one on one conversation? Yeah." Lyle asked them decided himself.
I turned to Stuart who was already staring at me and I walked over to him and threw myself down right next to him and leaned back into the bean bag chair.
But he just kept staring at me.
"Why are you staring at me?" I asked and he just shrugged.
"I don't know, but you can't act like you weren't staring at me before we started to pick teams." He said and smirked at me and I could feel my cheeks start to burn.
"I didn't realize you saw that." I said and lowered my head into my hands, but he lifted my chin.
"It's okay, I liked it."
You guys I'm so happy and like still shocked from last night, I went to a The Neighbourhood concert in Portland last night and I met Jesse Rutherford (I'll put the pic below) and he was so sweet and like I had to control myself because I didn't want to seem like a huge fan girl and ugh so much fun. :')
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