☆why don't we imagines☆

squad up [m.d]

marcus dobre

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you walk out of my first period class, backpack slung over your shoulder.

you walk to my locker, put in the combination, and open it.

you throw my notebook and textbook in from your previous class, and grab the materials you need for your next class.

as you're closing your locker, you look up at the crowd of people circling a boy.

of course, it's not just any boy.

it's marcus dobre.

the most popular guy in the school.

the big shot.

everyone knows him, everyone wants to be him, and everyone wants to be friends with him.

the thing is, he only has a couple close friends.

his twin brother, lucas, and a guy named jake.

but marcus, he's actually a really nice guy.

you've talked with him a few times, he's in most of your classes.

the two of you aren't best friends, but he's nice to you.

you think it would be cool to hang out with him, lucas and jake, they all seem really fun and stuff.

you watch them for awhile, and marcus looks up.

you make eye contact with each other, and you give him a small wave and smile.

he smiles back, then goes back to doing whatever he was doing.

you start walking to my next class, and feel someone come up next to me.

"hey."

you look next to me, and see marcus walking with me.

"hey, marcus," you reply back.

"um, i was wondering if you want to hang out after school?" marcus asks, looking down a little.

"sure, that would be fun."

"okay, great. jake and lucas are coming as well, just so you know. i hope you don't mind."

"no, that's totally cool."

"okay, cool. so, meet out by the front doors?"

"sounds good."

"i'll see you then," marcus smiles.

"see you then," you smile back.

marcus walks away, and you continue on to my class.

you get to the class, walk in, and head to your seat in the back of the room.

you put my backpack down, taking your seat.

"hey, y/n."

you look up from my phone, and see one of your best friends, y/b/f/n, sitting down.

her seat is luckily right next to yours.

"hey, y/b/f/n," you reply.

"so, i saw you talking with mr. big shot in the hall."

"yeah, i was. is that such a big deal?"

"oh, come on. do you know how many girls would have loved to be you in that moment? a lot."

"he's just a normal guy. it's just a lot of people like him, i guess."

"whatever. what did he say?"

"class, please take out your notebooks and a pencil," the teacher says.

"he just wanted to see if i wanted to hang out with him after school," you whisper.

"seriously? that's so cool."

"girls in the back, stop the whispering now, please. thank you," the teacher says.

a few kids snicker, but you and your friend ignore them.

the rest of the day goes by, and finally the last bell rings.

the halls quickly fill up, and you eventually get to your locker.

you put your things in, and close it.

you walk out the front doors, and wait for marcus.

you see him walk up, with jake and lucas.

"hey, y/n," jake smiles.

"hi, jake," you reply. "hi, lucas and marcus."

"you ready to go?" marcus asks.

"yeah."

the four of us get in jake's car, and end up going to a few different places.

we had a lot of fun.

the whole time, you were all laughing together, and messing around.

ever since then, the four of you have been best friends.

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[hey, i know this
sucks, but i wanted
to post an imagine!]