Zac Efron Imagines

Highschool Crush

It was not just any ordinary day at (your school's name) high school. All the girls talked and talked about the new cute guy that was supposed to be coming today and you were already tired of it. So of course you didn't care much and you were already happy just being single. But will that change when you meet him?

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YOUR POV

I walked into the school doors noticing how many of the girls were awfully dressed up today. They had their hair curled and there makeup perfectly done. Ugh, all these girls were annoying. Anytime a new "cute" guy came, the girls had to dress up and grind all over him. Me ,on the other hand, did not pay any attention to any new guy because usually he wasn't that attractive and even if he was I wasn't in the mood to be in a relationship at this point.

The bell rang for 8:15 for class to start. (Your favorite subject), my favorite subject. A great way to start the day off. I opened my binder and pulled out my work from the day before and grabbed my pencil from the pocket on the inside. Everyone gathered and began to grow louder. I reached in my backpack and grabbed my book and started to read, trying to ignore everyone in the room.

Reading really took my mind off everything else in the room. Took my mind off of a lot of my problems. In the background I heard the teacher tap her ruler on the board to get our attention. I ignored her. I continued reading and then after a little while she said to pass your homework up. So I set my book down and did as she said.

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10:08- Gym

Gym. I enjoyed it a lot more than the other girls but sometimes I despised it. Usually we always played dodgeball and every once in a while, I would get nailed in the face with a dodgeball because of some jock that had to show off.

The coach separated us into two groups and told us which side of the gym to go on. I heard the whistle blow. The game had begun. I waited for a ball to hit the wall so I could grab it and throw it. I heard a slam on the wall. Found one. It rolled away and I reached for it. Luckily enough no one tried to stop me and I turned around. A black haired boy was in front of me and appeared to have saved my face from pure agony as he had caught the ball in his hand that was about to hit me. He turned around and I met his blue eyes. He smiled and winked at me. Me, trying to ignore him and show no interest, rolled my eyes and walked away.

Wow. You stopped a ball from hitting my face. I'm so grateful and should hug him because of his gesture. No. Not me.

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11:00- 10 minute break

The bell had rang after gym and I walked down the long corridor to my locker on the end that was still stained with a faded word. "Slut." I ignored it and opened my locker. I set my biology book in and closed it. Those eyes I had met once before were looking at me.

"Can I help you?" I said with a raised eyebrow.

"You know....you're awfully cute." He said smiling.

"Uh-huh."

I tried to leave and scoot past him but he grabbed my hand.

"You know.... I'm having a party. You should come."

I yanked my hand away from him.

"No way. If you haven't noticed, I'm not the most liked person at this school."

It was true. I was the slut, bitch, and all the other names you could think of. It sucked but I tried not to care about things like that. I tried not to care about what people thought about me. On the other hand, this boy apparently had a thing for me, but I highly doubt that this was for real.

"You should come anyway.."

I walked away and for some reason I turned around. He smiled and winked.

"See you there."

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I set my backpack on the floor and changed my clothes. I slid into the kitchen and made some food and sat at the table and thought about what happened today at school. I mean he's not that bad looking. No. You don't need to be thinking about things like that and you don't need to be  in a relationship right now

I zipped open my back pack and saw a slip of paper randomly placed inside.

I folded it open. It had a number on it: a phone number. And next to it it said Zac. "See you at the party."

"How about no." I said to myself, laughing.

I didn't need to be at some random guys house with a bunch of random people. It was not my cup of tea. Besides, the girls don't like me and would make fun of me ,but on second thought, they wouldn't even pay attention to me bc they would be too busy humping on this Zac guy.

I was not even going to consider going.

I got up out of my chair and went to my room and looked at myself in the mirror. Everything was on check. Except for my clothes. I put on some jeans and an averagely nice shirt.

Seriously, don't do this. You're going to regret it.

I kept telling my self this over and over. Instead I ignored the feeling in my stomach and escapaded out the door and got in my car. The drive wasn't long and his house was fairly close to mine. As I neared it, my stomach felt like it was going to flutter away. Lights were flashing, music was blaring, and you could hear the bass trying to escape through the windows.

I rested my head on the steering wheel and reached for the stick shift and put it back in drive. I began to go forward noticing a man with black hair and blue eyes standing in front of my car. I stopped and he came around to the driver side and rested his arms on the window sill. (Okay so you know the part where the window rolls down and that slit right there? That's what I'm talking about. )

"Leaving so soon, cutie?"

"As a matter of fact, yes."

I began to roll the window up and he removed his arms. He opened the driver door and rested his back against the inside of it.
Darn. I forgot to lock the door.
He cleared his throat.

"Anyway.... As I was saying... You should come in. The party just started."

He reached out his hand and I was so tempted to take it. A wave of anxiousness flowed over me and it did not stop. My face turned a slight shade of pink and it was strange....like I had never had this feeling before. What was this guy doing to me? Suddenly,I could not control myself and gently grabbed his hand and he helped me out of the car.

"You know.....," He said biting his lip,"In such a casual outfit you look so seductive."

Okay first, how? I was wearing a black top that flowed down enough to cover my butt and a pair of blue skinny jeans. Seductive? I don't think so. Zac walked me to the door and anxiety hit me like a truck. No telling how these people would treat me. They were probably all from school and I would have to deal with them. I've had it hard enough already and now this? My heart pounded through my chest, my head began to hurt, and I began to panic. I told myself to remain calm and be friendly and confident but nothing would help.

He opened the door slowly......

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Yass I am making this a part 2 to this bc I feel like it and I lovveee cliff hangers except when it happens to me bc it frustrates me hahahahaha. Sorry I'm kind of hyper right now butttt other than that I hope you are having a wonderful day and stuff like that. Please vote, comment, and all that jazz. Love ya!