He wasn't just the stereotypical heartthrob, your brothers best friend, or the guy who ruined a perfect day when you were four; he was the type of person you were least like.
He liked to party, you liked to curl up by the fire and read. He likes the fast and raceable sports cars while you are happy with your 2006 Jeep. You loved to write and sketch, he liked to play sports and sing. You had one friend, Ryan, and he had hundreds. You guys were the total opposite.
You sit down in you assigned seat in History just as the bell rings. You grab your notebook and pencil when you feel a tap on your shoulder.
" Hey Pugface, can I lend one of your pencils?" Jack whispers from the seat behind you.
Oh! He was also in almost every single one of your classes. The only thing. You guys had in common was how smart you were.
" No." You answer.
" Selfish." He mutters once he sees the ever so strict , Mr. Canon, had glided into the room and started to write the notes on the board.
" The 1950s. Not always a sock hop." Mr. Canon swivels towards you guys.
" While you write these notes, I have decided to give you a partner project. It'll be due at the end of the year." He announces.
The class starts to murmur and you lock eyes with your best friend Ryan across the room. Ryan nods and gives you a wink.
" I see all of you have hatched little schemes and already thought of who you want to work with, but you are not picking tour partner, I am." He states with a knowing smile.
The class groans in unison and disagreement. You just sigh. You didn't want to work with anybody else, but you'd manage.
" First pair...Ryan and Daniel."
Carrie shifts slightly in her seat; you curiously note that her cheeks have a reddish tint. You smirk at her.
" Corbyn and Christina."
Of course Corbyn would end up with his girlfriend.
" Jonah and Kialeigh ( pronounced like Kiley )"
Jonah's eyes light up from the seat next to you and you give him a secretive smile. He got paired with his crush. No doubt you would tease him mercilessly later on. You and Jonah were the closest friends and told each other everything.
Mr. Canon went on with pairing people, but your name hadn't been called yet.
" The two final pairs will Be Zach and Reagan and Y/N and Jack."
The blood leaves your face and your knee stops bouncing. Did you just hear him correctly? You and Jack. Had the world tipped over on its axis and descended into hell?
" Listen here, I have known you practically my entire life and we don't get along, but this is a huge grade, so don't fuck it up." Jack hisses into your ear.
" Same goes to you, poodle." You say under your breath.
Mr. Canon comes over with a cheery smile on his face. " Here's my two top students!"
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Why Don't We imagines
FanfictionWDW imagines of all sort. May include dirty. NOTICE: I am not writing Corbyn imagines since he is dating Christina! And no longer Jack because of Lavender May💜
Jack - 7
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