Why Don't We Imagines

His eyes

You get out of your moms car, and look upon the big, old building in front of you. This is the high school that your parents have been talking about nonstop.

They had been telling you stories about when they attended this exact school in their young days.

You don't mind school, it's just tiring at times. But the first-day-of-school-days are always the worst. Them you hate more than anything. The fact that you have to
meet new people and adapt to new surroundings. That's always the hardest
part.

You walk up to the big doors and enter carefully. The halls are crowded with rushing students. You're a little lost when looking to find the right letters and numbers for the right class room.

Finally the numbers G5 show up on a little sign, and you feel relieved. As you enter the class a guy walks by and you two lock
eyes. He has beautiful curly hair, attractive fierce eyes and a skateboard in his hand.

You look away when opening the door, but with his face printed in your brain. Of course they have cute guys here. You sigh and enter the room, longing for the guy
you just saw. Oh well, you don't go to school for the boys' sake, but for your own.

That you convince yourself of. You forget the boy and go on with your day. Even though it was hard to get him off your
mind.

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Lunch time calls, so you get your food and go to the cantina. You find a table with  only one chair, and you sit down. It's not that you don't wanna make friends, but you just don't like approaching
someone. You instead like to be approached.

So you sit there and eat your food when you suddenly look up. A pair of known eyes show themselves.

At first you look away. You hate when you catch somebody staring at you. It's like a curse, cuz then you constantly need to look, and see if they're still looking at you.

You look up. You see the curls, the eyes.  It's the boy from before and he's still looking at you.

You awkwardly look away. You think to yourself, that this might be nothing. People look at each other randomly sometimes.

You try really hard to convince yourself, that this is pure coincidence. But every time you look up again, you meet the his
eyes. His perfect brown eyes.

Finally the bell rings and you get up fast with your leftovers.

Your first day of school will soon come to an end. You're relieved to finally be packing your stuff and leaving the class.
You see the crowded halls, and notice that the main exit will be impossible to reach rn.

You hear a passing conversation consisting of two girls.
„Let's take the other exit" one
of them says. The other nods, and they walk down another hall.

Discreetly you follow the two girls. They walk very fast, so you gotta keep up. Suddenly they make a sharp turn and you hear a boyish voice from around the corner.

„Be careful not to trip", the voice says.  You stop out of hesitation.

„Be careful not fall yourself, Jack", one of the girls answers.

„What are you even doing here?", the other girl says

„I'm waiting for Jonah", the boy says, who's name apparently is Jack.

„Sure. See ya", one of the girls say and then a door opens. Silence. You take a breath, hoping it's not the guy from earlier. You walk. Around the corner. And then.
His eyes. Of course it's him. Of course destiny does this to you.

Jack sits on this edge, and behind him is stairs to the basement.

You plan in your head, that you'll just go to the door, open it and casually walk out. But you don't even get to the door before Jack says something.

„You're new? Right?", he asks. You stop up and look directly into his eyes.

„Yeah" You answer and smile.
„I'm jack"
„I'm y / n"

Silence. He smiles back at you and then jumps down. He walks over to you.
Smoothly he slips you a note in your hand.

„Please call me", he says, smiles and disappears around the corner.

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