As I'm walking into school I see all these girls looking at the schedule's, I think to myself 'why are they doing this' so I go up to a group of girls and I asked them why. They said "because we want to see if we have Mr. Gilinsky" they said nearly squealing. I walked away to avoid the deafening squeals. 'Who is Mr. Gilinsky?' Is he a new teacher or something? Me being the person I am I brush it off as nothing.
I walked into first period, no ones here....shocker. I get all the stuff I need and I'm pretty much done with that so I can sit and relax....yeah right, a group of girls came in with huge smiles on there faces. Then this handsome looking man walks through the door, he writes on the board Mr. Gilinsky wow he is really attractive, damn. "Good morning class I'm Mr. Gilinsky" he said with a huge smile on his face. "Good morning Mr. Gilinsky" all the girls said nearly sexily. 'Ughh I'm already done with this'. "I'm gonna tell you guys a bit about myself. Well I'm 20 years old, I'm from Omaha, Nebraska, I love basketball, and my first name is Jack." '20 years old wow he's young damn'
As I'm nearly falling asleep in this class I'm awoken by squeals from behind me so I turned around "Why are you squealing?" I asked one of the girls "He got water on his face and lifted his shirt to clean it and we saw his six pac" 'Oh my gosh were is the world going?'
He hands out a class work sheet for us to do and I got it done fairly quick so I asked him if I could go on my phone "Yes you may just nothing to loud please" his voice is kinda hot. "Alright I'll try" "No sweetie you will" did he just call me sweetie? I put my earbuds in and listen to music until class ended. My earbuds were ripped out of my ears by Mr. Gilinsky. "Wake up sleepy head time for next period" "Ugh fine!"
*skip the rest of the day*
So as I'm walking from my last period I get stopped by Mr. Gilinsky, "Can I see you a minute please?" He says as if something bad happened "Um yeah sure I guess." I said following him through the door "Well from what I see you are good at this subject you just don't understand it all" he says looking at the grade book "Yeah I really only understand certain aspects of this" I say not making eye contact "I can Tudor you if you would like" "I guess that's fine" "Alright I will stop by your house tonight." "Um okay that's fine". He's coming over to my house and my house is a mess cleaning yay!
*doorbell rings* "Hi Mr. Gilinsky" I say half asleep already "Hello y/n" "Let's get this going I'm really tired" I said yawning a bit "Ok let's go"
After what felt like forever studying I am beat "Mr. Gilinsky I'm tired!" "Go to sleep then." "I can't you're here" "Well I'm sorry but I can't leave" "Why?" "They closed the roads down because of the storm" "Oh so you have to stay here, alright I don't have an extra room though so you can sleep in my room and I'll sleep here on the couch" I say excited to finally sleep "No you go upstairs I'll sleep here" "I'm not letting a guest sleep on the couch" "Well we can both go upstairs I guess" "Alright fine, I just want some sleep." "We all do"
When we get upstairs he walks into the room and I say "Sleep in what ever is comfortable" "Ummm can't do that" he says scratching the back of his head "Why not?" "Because I sleep in my boxers" "Oh" I said hiding a laugh "I mean I really don't give a damn if you sleep in your boxers or not." "Ok I'll sleep in them, what do you usually sleep in?" "Well I usually sleep in my bra and underwear but I have company so just shorts and a tank top." "No sleep in what's comfortable" "Umm ok" so I strip down to my bra and underwear and he looks at me like I'm crazy "What? Do you like what you see Mr. Gilinsky?" I say spinning around "A little bit yeah." I was not expecting that "Well let's get to bed" "Yeah" as we get in bed and turn off the lights he turns and stares at me "Yes" "I'm cold" "Mr. Gilinsky you have blankets on" "I'm still cold. Come here and snuggle with me" he says holding his arms out. "Fine only because I'm cold to" *snuggles into him* "Ahhh that's better" he says "Yes it is. Well goodnight Mr. Gilinsky" "Call me Jack" "Alright goodnight Jack" "Goodnight y/n" he said as he kissed my forehead.
Wow school is gonna be a hell of a lot different now. Thanks to Mr. Gilinsky
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Jack Gilinsky imagines
FanfictionJust some imagines of an amazing singer we all call Jack Gilinsky 6/12 of Jack and Jack (reducing fractions is for losers)