~Daniel Skye Imagines~

28: School's Bad Boy

(A/n: I'm always way too lazy to crop it)

FRIDAY

There he was, Daniel Skye. He was leaning against the wall of the cafeteria on his phone. Every girl in this school was smitten by him, creating fantasies, and getting lost in their own little world of having Daniel as their's. I'm one of those girls. I walked to an empty table that had a good view of him and placed my lunch down. My friends all went on a camping trip, but since I'm not a fan of sleeping on the ground in the outdoors where there are all types of bugs, I decided not to go. They all skipped school today to find a good spot in Camp Gilmore.

I didn't have lots of friends, only 4 and those occasional people that I say hi to when I pass them in the hallways but I don't really consider them friends. Just people I would probably ask for their homework. I sighed and put my cheek to my palm, daydreaming about the heavenly guy standing just a few feet away.

"Aye waddup Daniel." His friends came to him with their lunch in hand and I quickly snapped out of it. "Wassup." His raspy voice rang through my ears which made me swoon like he was a celebrity. They all sat down at a table close to mine, placing their trays down.

A short scrawny boy tried to quickly walk past them but Daniel was fast enough to put his arm out and grab his chest. The boy whimpered in fear and held his lunch like his life depended on it. "Hm chicken, Don't mind if I do." Daniel yanked the tray from the boy. "B-but..I-" Daniel raised an eyebrow but the boy was smart enough to run away before things got worse. "That's what I thought." He fist bumped his friends and sat down like he won an Olympic medal. He looked up and his brown eyes locked with my (y/e/c) ones.

He raised and eyebrow once again and smirked. My eyes widened and I looked down, picking at my food. I probably looked like another one of his "fans" that is obsessed with him. I grabbed the school salad and closed the plastic lid. I got up and threw away the rest of the disgusting side food and put the tray down on the table with other ones.

I decided to go to my favorite teacher instead of staying and risking him catching me staring at him again. As I walked out I took a quick glance at him to see his eyes already following me. I snapped my head foward and continued to get out of this cafeteria. Once I was out I felt myself relax and I made my way to the H building.

I opened the door and stepped inside the building feeling all the air condition escaping and hitting my face on the way. "Hey Ms.Oh!" I exclaimed as I let the door close and set my salad on one of the desk. "Hello Y/n!" Ms.Oh is Korean and looks so young, but she's in her mid thirties. Her short legs and skinny frame make her look like a student herself.

"Done looking at Daniel?" She winked and I rolled my eyes. "Oh please, I don't stare." She gave me a 'Seriously' look and I sighed. "He caught me looking." I mumbled and she burst out laughing. I tell her everything, she's like a friend to me. Plus passing her class is a piece of cake. "Stop laughing it's not funny! He probably thinks I'm a creep now!" I exclaimed.

"Not really." I froze and Ms. Oh's laughing seized. We turned to the door and saw Daniel leaning against the door frame with a small smirk. Oh my... he is so hot. I looked at Ms. Oh with a worried expression. "Y/n, I just remembered that I needed to make some copies. Can you go get 20 copies of this from across the hall in the little room?" She handed me a paper with math equations and I mentally thanked her for saving me from this embarrassment. I scurried out the door, passed Daniel with my head down.

I reached the door and opened it in a hurry. Once I was in, I shut it and let out a sigh of relief. Does she really need copies? I shrugged and did them anyways. I pressed the on button then  stared blankly at the machine. I don't even know how to work this. "Need help?" I held my breath and shut my eyes tightly. I slowly turned and opened my eyes to see Daniel with his hands in his pockets standing right in front of the closed door which I did not hear opened. "Oh um...No." my voiced cracked and I have never been more embarrassed. He shook his head with a smile and grabbed the paper that was in my hand placing it in the machine. He pressed buttons and it lit up like a laser. "I could have done that..." I mumbled.