in class, we got to do whatever we wanted as long as we didn't disturb the class below and next to us sO LiKe i put on my earphones (which covered that small hole in your ear where the sound waves go through, COMPLETELY) and put on the hour long loop of Big Plans and put the volume up up the point where i can slightly hear my class talking
uH so my teacher was calling my name multiple times and i couldn't hear him and i got my listening to music during free time in class privileges for the day U3U
(i'm hella proud of Big Plans being number 1 btw uwu)
Her voice was so angelic and her hair was so soft. I felt like I had slept on a cloud, and I hadn’t gotten a good nights sleep in week because I’ve been writing till late or Zach decides he wants to pull and all night-er and keep everyone else awake with his noise. I know I’ve only known her for a day and I guess I’ve seen her on FaceTime with Corbyn, but I think I’m falling for her. Hard. No, no, no! I can’t Corbyn would murder me! He made strict rules about this. Like she is untouchable. I don’t know why he makes it seem like she is the most fragile thing in the world. Like one wrong move and she’ll break. But she doesn’t seem that delicate at all. It seems like she knows what she wants. But I can’t help but think she is hiding something.
Ja: y/n! Y/n!
You hear jack whisper yelling at you as you slowly opening your eyes.
Y:what? What time is it?
Ja: like 6:00
Y: why would you wake me up at six?
Ja: I thought you might want to see the sun rise?
Ja: what? You seemed so mesmerized by it yesterday I just thought...
Y: yeah yeah! That’s sweet!
He already has his shirt back on. Sad 😢. He reaches out for your hand but you don’t take it. Instead you take a big stretch and scoot to the edge of the bed and hold your arms out suggesting for him to pick you up.
Ja: dear god!
With a smile he turns with his back facing you and you climb on to his back. He laughs a little before making his way downstairs then out side. He places you down carefully and sits next to you. After about a minute of silence he speaks.
Ja: so... what’s our story?
Ja: yes! Cover story! If Corbyn finds out we slept in the same bed I’m toast!
Y: *laughs* did you just say “I’m toast”?
He turns a bright pink color.
Ja: well I regret it now!
Y: no no it was cute!
He laughs which gives you a little flutter in your stomach.
Y: story... we don’t need any story. We say we saw each other downstairs then we went back to our own rooms. No one saw us leave the same room right?
Ja: I guess not.
Y: no story needed. Now can I please enjoy the sun rise?
Ja: yes! Of course! #wdwimagines