"Hi could you move? Your kind of blocking my locker"
You ask shyly but the boy, Jackson just keeps on talking so you ask again this time ruder.
"Whitmore move!"
This catches his attention and once he is focused on you he grins.
"Or what?"
"Just move"
"Only if you can get this off me"
He says throwing a ball up in the air.
"I thought you were all about lacrosse?"
"Funny but no"
You make a sudden grab for the ball and to his surprise it now rests in your hands.
"Now move"
"I don't think I caught your name?"
"Y/N"
You say once he has moved, you passing him back his ball.
"Well Y/N I bet you can't do that again"
Your competitiveness flares as you smirk.
"Try me"
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Teen Wolf Imagines and Preferences CLOSED
FanfictionA bunch of teen wolf imagines to full your inner most desires of all the cute, romantic stuff you can do with the boys Stiles Liam Scott Jackson Issac Derek Brett
