#magacon

Cartoon for MAGACon 2018“Building MAGA Mountain”

Request: Can i have an imagine with jack G where i meet the guys somewhere ( i dont know who they are) and jack tries to flirt and get my number but i play all hard to get? And the boys tease him a bit and i end up giving him my number. Thank you!

"What the hell is going on." You mutter, examining the swarm of screeching girls outside Sky High. Your friend shrugs her shoulders, putting the car into park. "You guys still want to go?" She asks, turning to face you.

"I'm not letting a bunch of fangirls ruin today, we've been planning it for weeks. Now let's go." You state, pushing open the car door. Swinging your legs outside of the vehicle, you hop onto the ground and make your way over to the main doors.

"Excuse me." You say, trying to push through the crowd. You finally make it to the door and push it open. Your ears still ring slightly from the screams, making you thankful to have gotten away from all the people.

"Can I help you ladies?" The front desk lady asks. (AN: I've never been to Sky High so i don't know how this works) 

"Um, I booked some time a while ago."

"Your name dear?"

"Y/N Y/L/N." You reply. She skims through the log book until she finds your name. 

"Right this way ladies." She says, leading you all to the trampolines.

You push open the door to the arena. It's not too busy, only a group of boys and some little kids are bouncing around. "Shall we?" Your friend says, extending her arm to you.

"We shall." You smile, taking her hand. You bounce off and do some simple flips.

"Don't look know but tall, dark and dreamy is checking you out." Your friend mumbles,

"I'm not an item at a grocery store, I do not need to get checked out," You scoff, plopping down onto the soft trampoline, landing on your bum

"Gosh Y/N, stop being so old fashioned. If a cute is checking you out, you go talk to him."

"Haha no, if a guy is checking me out, he can come talk to me. Anyways, I do not appreciate being stared at! I am not a piece of meat."

"You're a hot girl, to boys, you might as well be meat."

"I am not here to please men, and do not refer to me as meat. I am not supposed to be gawked at, no matter how I look or what I'm wearing. Instead of lecturing me, why don't you go tell them that it's not nice to stare?"

"You're a piece of work Y/N." She mutters. "But hey, if you want me to talk to them.." She trails off. You raise your eyebrow at her and she smirks. "What are you planning?" She slowly backs away from you. "Y/F/N." You warn. She giggles lightly and dashes off to the direction of the boys.

You begin to call after her but you stop, not wanting to make a scene. "Why bother." You state, sitting back down.

You couldn't help notice that he was pretty cute. He was the kind of boy girls would go crazy for and hey, wait, now I'm the one staring. You mentally curse yourself. Way to be a hypocrite Y/N. You glance back at your friend quickly, she gives you a look and gestures towards you, causing the boys to look at you. Your cheeks flare up slightly and you turn away. The tall, brunette from earlier smiles at you, and to be polite, you smile back. He was really cute. You kinda felt bad for being a bitch about it earlier, but unless your friend tells him what you said, you should be safe.

"Y/N!" Get your ass over here!" Your friend calls out, smirking at you.

Taking in a deep breath, you walk over to your friend, "Everyone, meet Y/N. This is Taylor, Carter, Cameron, Aaron, Mahogany, Hayes, Nash, Matt, Jack Johnson and he can introduce himself." She says, pointing to the brunette. Everyone slowly disperses, leaving you alone with him. 

"And you are?" You say, folding your arms across your chest.

"Uh, Jack, Jack Gilinsky."

"There are two Jacks?"

"Yea." He mutters, an awkward silence surrounding you.

You notice he is wearing a similar sweater to some of the screeching girls from earlier. Magcon or something.

"Is the swarm of fangirls for you." You state blankly.

"Oh, uh yea. We're viners and we're doing this thing called Magcon." 

"That's cool."

After 5 more minutes of silence, he begins to speak. "So, I was wondering if you would give me your number and go out with me?" 

"I don't go out with strangers." A chorus of 'oohs' echoes from the boys, whom you notice are watching the both of you.

"Well, what if I'm not a stranger?"

"I don't know anything about you. As far as I'm concerned, you're a stranger."

"Ask away." He states, sitting down on the ground.

"Excuse me?"

"You said you don't go out with strangers, so let's not be strangers."

"Is this your way of trying to get to know each other."

"Basically. So, what do you want to know?"

You smile, sitting down beside him. Minutes tick by and before long, you're laughing and joking around. You don't usually feel this comfortable with new people, but Jack was different. "Jack, we got to go." One of his friends call out. He stands up, you soon following.

"Goodbye Y/N." He says, walking towards his friends.

You stand there blankly for a while before something clicks inside of you. "Jack!" You scream out, running up to him.

"I expect you to call me." You say, handing him a slip of paper.

His face lights up and he smiles. "I will definitely be calling you, you do not need to worry." He says.