BLUE • Nathan Prescott Imagines

2 + Skirts

SOOO

I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK

GOOD OL TYPICAL JULIE
but i happened to have a friend who let me write up a real thing that happened to herself but with a few things changed

soooooo yea

also a little sweet!nathan action going on herrrre

Hope you enjoy (pls vote I need SELF ESTEEMhackgajdh gah sorry)

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I walked through the hallways gripping my books as tightly as I could, I needed something to distract myself with or I might have fallen into tears right then and now.

I couldn't stand to listen to their comments anymore. "God, [your name] needs to wear a little more. She looks like such a slut." I managed to catch the end of a conversation from a girl I walked by.
Ouch.

I looked up through my slightly red eyes and saw the oh so famous Logan Robertson walking down the hall alongside his group of.. well call them 'friends'. (SO NO ONE TOLD YOU LIFE.. no? okay)

As he walked by me he grabbed onto my skirt and whispered in my ear, "Thanks." As he walked away I felt my chest breathing heavily and my eyes starting to pool. I knew this melt down was going to be a big one.

I started to run down the hallway, I was so embarrassed and traumatized by that experience, the last thing I wanted was for the school to see me cry.

I closed my eyes for a mere second and- of course, because why fucking not world, I bumped into Nathan-fucking-Prescott. He stumbled back a bit and turned at me with angry eyes. For yet first time I looked at Nathan up close, and as I did I realized how handsome he is.

I never dared to go near him- nor did anyone else who wasn't in the vortex club or was accustomed with him. Everyone knew how he was like a ticking time bomb- he could explode at any minute.

I couldn't bear to hear what he had to say- or rather yell at me so I spoke.

"I-I'm so so sorry.." I said with a shaky quiet voice, and then ran off into the girls bathroom.

I gasped as I saw the one and only Victoria Chase- because as we've already established before, the world hates me.

She looked at me with a judgy expression and then started to chuckle. "Boo hoo." She mocked at me. "The slut doesn't deserve to cry and make everyone 'pity' her because she decided to dress like a whore! Are you crying because your plan to fuck every guy in the school didn't work? Even if you were trying to get everyone to feel bad because you are crying.. the reality is [your name].. no one gives a fuck about the whore. Just look at Kate Marsh."

What Victoria said to me pushed me over the edge, I started balling and I dashed out of the bathroom and ran as fast as I could to my dorm room.

As soon as I got inside my room I slammed the door and slid my back down the wall. I pulled my knees up and cried into my hands.

I looked up for a minute and stared at myself sitting down in the mirror across from me. I wasn't wearing anything revealing. A tight blue tank top, a flowy black skirt that goes down to halfway between my knees and my hips, long earrings and some sneakers. Is this what this school refers to as 'slutty'? It isn't fair to anyone that they should be treated like that.

I was pulling myself together when I heard a knock on the door. I turned around slowly and said, "come in."

I saw Nathan's head pop out from behind the door and he says softly, "hey."

I nod my head and I respond with a quick, "Hi." Here it comes, he's going to scream at me for bumping into him. I close my eyes and brace myself.

"Logan and everyone else treated you like shit, okay? I know you weren't expecting me to say that since I'm portrayed as an asshole, but I think that they shouldn't have treated you like that." He takes a step closer to me after every sentence and shuts the door behind him.

"I don't know, maybe they were right. They keep repeating it, and I'm starting to believe it." I lean against the wall and look at my shoes.

"You're a fucking idiot!" He furrows his eyebrows at me and I look up at him with a confused expression. "You're the most beautiful person in the school, all the girls are jealous of you and all the boys are mad because you don't give yourself away to everyone! Victoria fucking tells me all the time how she hates your guts because of how pretty you are! Don't you see?! Are you that blind [your name]?!"

I was so taken aback by what he said. Should I be honoured? Upset at the time he was using? I wasn't sure.

"I'm sorry. It just frustrates me how your so self conscious about yourself. You're so fucking beautiful.." He walked up to me and put a hand on my cheek. It just all hit me right now that I wasn't avoiding him because I was scared of him, it was because I was scared of falling in love with him.. with those beautiful eyes of his.

"If you ever need someone to talk to, I'll most likely be smoking in my room, feel free to stop by at anytime ." And with that, he left.

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Aaaaand voila! Another shitty imagine. Sorry if I didn't quite get Nathan right in this one, but he's never realllly sweet sooo. I tried.

-jules