Jc Caylen Imagine

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 I scrolled through the the tweets on my phone , walking down the sidewalk in my neighborhood. "Buzz-Buzz" I received a text. I was about to look at it, but my dog, Boomer, decided to put up a fit. 

       "Calm down, Boomer!" I retaliated. "Good girl." I said confused when she stopped barking. "roof roof" I heard another dog barking in the distance.

       "Oh I see why your barking now girl" I said understandingly. We continued on walking with not too much barking.

            I read the text message. It was just from a friend. I got back on twitter and-

            "Ugh." I groaned as I bumped into something and fell on the grass. Or should I say I bumped into someone. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" a teenage boy's voice said. I looked up and he had a phone in his hand as well as a leash in the other. "It's okay." i said. "It was my fault."

            He helped me up and that was when I got the first look at his face. He was quite handsome, If i do say so myself. He had wavy brown hair with a cool cap on and the deepest brown eyes I had ever seen.

          I realized I was staring at him, but i also realized he was staring at me, too. We both blushed "Roof!" Boomer barked at the other dog, I giggled as they gave each other kisses.

        The boy smiled and said. "Well we might as well introduce ourselves. It seems our dogs already did. My name is Jc."

        I smiled "My name is (Y/N)" I said.

        "That's a beautiful name." he stated.

        I blushed. "Thank you."

        "Can I have your number?" he asked.

        "Sure!" you smiled. 

        You gave him your number and Wishbone started dragging him away, curious about the next mailbox or whatever.

        You two waved goodbye and he winked at you, making you, once again, blush. You had a feeling you would be seeing Jc again very soon.

A/N 

This.is.litterally.the.worst.imagine.ever. But still, I decided to put it up. Hope you guys dont hate it too bad. :(

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