Grease Preferences And Imagines

Danny Imagine

          For @CNCOWNER4LYFE
     The town fair is finally in town what seemed after 10,000 years. For the past month, I saved up my allowance  for this moment. The food, the games,the rides, the animals, the environment. What's not to love about the fair?
     I planned on going by myself. My friends would rather hang out with their boyfriends, which for me, I don't have one. There is this guy in school though that looks pretty tough though, but with me being only a sophomore and him a senior, there would be no chance for me to date him.
      His name is Danny Zuko. He has the shiniest black hair, beautiful pearl white teeth, slim face, and is always rocks the ideal bad boy image. His gang, the Thunderbirds, or T-birds, all worship him like a god. Whenever he strolls around, the girls can't get enough of him. It's basically the same reaction as if you see Elvis Presley walking around.
        I parked my car in an empty lot near the fairground as I tied my hair back into a ponytail. Already I can see hundreds of people walking around and it wasn't even eight yet. Within five minutes though, I was in the crowd of hundreds of people.
Looking around, my eyes fixed on the cotton candy vender. There is nothing that screams fair more than cotton candy. Within five minutes, I walked over and got one.
      I was about to walk back out when suddenly a bump bumped into me. Stupid person not watching their surroundings, I thought. Almost walking away, a tap was placed on my shoulder. Turning around, I was face to fave with Danny.
      My heart fluttered rapidly with each second I stared at him. Almost instantly, my hands began to sweat with fear. Say something Gabby!
Danny must of read my mind as he began to talk.
"Gabby?" He asked as I nodded. Meanwhile I was in a trance studying his perfect eyes. A little piece of his jet black hair fell perfectly between his face.
"Um I'm sorry I uh bumped in ya," he stammered as he blushed. Gosh he got cuter.
"It's all good," I whispered as I began to walk towards the bumper cars.
"Wait Gabby!" Danny shouted as he jogged over to me. "Next thing you buy it's on me. I don't have the gang with me so it will definitely be cheaper."
"It's fine Danny."
"But wait, I have to tell you something."
Danny began to stumble for words, as he scratched his head. His eyes turned to me as a gulp escaped from his mouth.
      "Gabby, look, I have a really big crush on you," he started. "I bet you're thinking that why does a senior like such a young sophomore? Well, first off, you're extremely pretty. Like seeing you is like seeing a diamond in the ruff. Also, you're personality is just ideal. You're smart, funny, friendly and kind. So Gabby, will you please be my girl?"
      I was left totally speechless. For two long years I have liked Danny and he liked me too! This is a dream come true!
I didn't know what to even say.
      "Oh ok," Danny frowned as he began to walk away. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly then went fir a kiss. His lips were soft against mine. Then I ruffled his hair as he ruffled mine.
     "I liked you since I was 13! I thought you would never pick a girl like me!" I stated as I grinned from ear to ear. Soon, we were walking side to side to the bumper cars.
      "Funny because I liked you since I was 15. The boys knew something was up for the past couple months, so I told them about you. The told me to stop chickening out and ask you. Well I would love to see Kenickie ask out Rizzo!"
     I began laughing at Danny's comment. Moments later, he joined in with me. We gave our tickets to the ticket collector as we both hoped onto a grass green car.
Hours later, one o'clock rolled around and the fair looked like a ghost town. We had ridden on every ride about five thousand times. All I had left was five bucks, but I never felt any better. After a quick goodbye and exchanging numbers, we parted to our cars.
That night, all I thought about was Danny.

Ahhhh im out of school and gonna be a sophomore

Also i need to read more to improve my skills bc school only likes essays and not stories

Also happy belated birthday to Grease!