Magcon Imagines & Preferences

Nash Imagine (:

NASH IMAGINE (:

You strutted through the cafeteria at your school, it was the life being the most popular girl at school. Everyone adored you here and it was a great feeling. You made your way to the front of the line for lunch, grabbing your tray of disgusting food. You found your table setting your food down and getting back up to find your friends. Just as you turned, someone ran into you, the contents of their food spilling onto your clothes. You shrieked as you examined your newly ruined clothes, the sight horrendous. You looked up, seeing Hamilton Grier. He was one of the nerds at school and it was no surprise he was the one who caused this. He was so awkward and he barely ever spoke to anyone. "I-I'm sorry," he stuttered. You examined his apologetic face, still refusing to forgive him. He had stunning blue eyes, and he had perfect white teeth, but he was a nerd. You scolded yourself for thinking those thoughts about him and opened your mouth to speak. "It's fine," you quietly said. He was too adorable to be mad at. You never realized how cute he really was. "Im really sorry," he repeats and you give him a small smile. His face softens and a smile reaches his face as well. "I said it's fine. I'll just go to the mall and get some new clothes. It's totally fine," I say and turn away but a hand firmly grabs my wrist. Hamilton. I turn to face him, a small smile showing his perfectly straight teeth. "Let me take you. I owe it to you," he says and I cant help but let a smile spread across my face. Despite his nerdiness, he was really sweet and it was hard not to fall under his charming spell. You nod, and he leads you out of the school building, everyone's eyes on the two of you. Before, you might have been embarrassed being seen with him but after talking to him, you realized how sweet and charming he really was. He led you to a car, opening the passenger door for you. You got in and soon after he got in as well,  starting the car. He drove out of the parking lot, silence filling the car. "Why are you so shy?" you couldnt help but ask him. "I dont know. I just always have been. I guess I'm embarrassed," he quietly said. "Of what?" you ask. He shakes his head before opening his mouth to speak, "Ever since I first started school, people have been making fun of me for my name." You smile, it was actually kind of cute. "That's cute," you state, and a smile grows across his face. "What's your middle name?" His eyebrows know together in confusion but he answers, "Nash." You smile, "Have you ever thought of going by Nash? It seems like a good name." He shakes his head no. "It might be a good idea," he says, his bright blue eyes lit up. "Well Nash," you say. "Let's get to the mall." He grins, and you think of the possibility of friendship or even something more with him. It doesnt matter if he's Hamilton or Nash.