Jack Wilder Imagines

Disbeliever

You were apprehensive about the show. Your friend however was convinced magic was real and every trick was witchcraft. Or at least she almost was. "I can't believe I won!"

"You phoned the radio station eleven times as soon as they announced the competition. Of course you won." You commented as you finished getting ready.

You'd both been staying in a hotel to prepare for the show as it was pretty far from home so you both made a weekend of it.

At least if the show is awful I'll still have a nice weekend. You told yourself.

"Ok, you ready?" She asked excitedly. You nodded and grabbed your coat, enjoying the enthusiasm she had.

"You know these shows are all bunk right?" You said and laughed when she rolled her eyes.

"Maybe but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves." She pointed out and smiled when you agreed.

The line to get in was long and some people were begging to buy tickets, some were even giving out fake tickets. You pushed past fans and news reporters to reach the entrance where someone was waiting to show you to your seats. "Oh we're sure not going to get called up on stage." You muttered to yourself.

The show started and you both began to enjoy yourselves. When the group was introduced your friend started squealing and screeching for Jack Wilder. He caught your eye, smirked and winked when you rolled your eyes at him.

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Towards the end of the show the four horsemen stopped and explained that they needed some help. Your friend of course was ecstatic to be called up by Atlas who led her to one side. They then pretended to search for another volunteer, motioning for you and a man opposite side of the stage.

"We couldn't miss a chance to enchant a beautiful woman like you." Jack said with a smirk.

"You can try, I don't swoon so easy." You said smugly. He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Oh I'm sure you don't." He said and glanced at McKinney who found the interaction funny.

As you had promised you weren't impressed by the trick. The science behind it was simple if you thought about it for a few seconds but you tried to enjoy yourself and not let your skepticism show, especially for your friend who was over the moon that she'd 'helped'.

You headed back to your seat to enjoy the rest of the show, cheering along with your friend who was grateful you'd tried to enjoy yourself even just to humor her.

"Ok I think we should get dinner before we head back to the hotel." Your friend said cheerfully. You agreed and followed her to grab a taxi. She decided on the restaurant and insisted on paying for the meal as long as you got the taxi. As you flipped open your wallet you frowned, handing over the cash.

"What's wrong?" She asked as you fumbled with your wallet.

"This?" you said and pulled out a playing card with a number scrawled on it with 'call me' added at the bottom.

"You! You got Jack Wilders number! Oh my goodness!" She squealed and started getting over excited.