Shawn Mendes Imagines

Secret Notes

An imagine requested by majorchoirgeek_1999! Hope this is okay!
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Today was a very scary day for me; it was my first day at college. The big scary students kind of scared me, since I was unfamiliar with everything and everyone here.

The halls were full of other teens like me, laughing with their friends and flirting with the girls or guys. This college was huge too, I could feel myself getting more lost by the second.

Despite my nervousness, I needed to get to my last class of the day; and fast. I couldn't be late and get a reputation, that would be dreadful.

Anyway, I followed along the signs which directed to the music classroom. I sighed in relief once I saw the door, and walked over to the room.

There was still some empty seats in the class, and luckily I found an empty table with two seats. I sat down onto one of the seats and pulled out my book. At least I get some space to myself. 

Well, that's what I thought.

A boy then walked into the classroom, and I could practically see a halo floating on the top of his head. He was adorable.

He had his bag pack only on one shoulder, and his fluffy-looking hair was swooped back. My eyes couldn't seem to stay off him, as I continued to study the beautiful boy who stood in front of the classroom.

His eyes scanned over the room in search for an empty seat, when they suddenly stopped at my desk. The boy glanced at the empty seat, then over to me and our eyes instantly locked.

I gulped, and quickly looked down at the blank page of my newly fresh book. He caught me staring, oh god. That's embarrassing.

I shook my head and began to write the date on the top line of my page, when the sound of footsteps came closer to me, and suddenly stopped once they reached my table.

At that exact moment the professor walked into the classroom, with a briefcase clutched in his fist.

"Okay class, take a seat," He spoke, as the sound of chairs scraping along the floor echoed around the room.

The chair next to me moved back, and the person plopped down into the empty seat; and of course it was the gorgeous boy who caught me staring. What a way to add more redness to my cheeks.

"Welcome new students. This is some of the students first ever year at our school, we are honoured to have you here! Now, today we're going to be going through the basic information about how you will behave in this college-," The professor continued, but it was too boring for me to listen; so my brain took me to dream land.

Until I felt a slight tapping at my leg. I jumped and whipped my head in the direction of the tapping. It was the boy, who was secretively holding a note for my to take under his arm.

Curiously, I slowly took the note from under his arm, and began to unfold the not-so neatly folded piece of paper.

Hey! I'm Shawn. Your first year here too?

I smiled at the scruffy handwriting, and picked up my purple pen to write a reply.

Hi! I'm Brianne. And yeah, I'm new here :)

I handed him back the note, and began to listen to the professor who stood at the front of the class. He was still going through the boring stuff that nobody really cares about, so we continued to pass each other notes.

Giggles would pass from our mouths at every goofy or stupid secret message we would send to each other on the note, and by now we had to take it in turns to listen to the professor.

The conversation has sparked from the strangest things, from his favourite colour to how he walked in on his friend having a dump in the bathroom. Weird right?

Just as I was about to ask him about his crazy theory on toilets being haunted, the professor's booming voice caught my attention. "Okay class, you have a few minutes of this lesson to spare, so I will allow you to do whatever you want for the rest of it,"

To be honest, I was surprised he hadn't caught us for passing notes throughout the whole class.

He closed his briefcase and gulped down the rest of his black coffee, pulling a face afterwards at the bitter taste.

Although the professor said we had some free time, me and Shawn continued our strange conversation on the small piece of paper, which was now filled with different words covered in purple and blue ink.

The bell echoed through the classroom, which signaled that the day of torture was finally over. I looked over at Shawn, who had a disappointed expression on his face.

"Hey Brianne, can I have your number? Maybe we can hang out sometime," Shawn asked whilst standing up from his seat.

"Sure," I smiled, and pulled out my phone from my pocket. We switched phones and traded numbers, and of course I added some emoji's. What's a contact name without emoji's, right?

Once I had filled in my number we traded back phones, and I glanced at the screen to see his contact name.

Shawn🍁🎸

"Okay cool. I'll see you tomorrow," He winked cheekily whilst walking out of the classroom with his bag on his back. I giggled at the fun lesson I just had, but then noticed the piece of paper sitting on the table where we left it.

I picked it up, and noticed a new message, right at the bottom of the page.

Can't wait for next lesson with you- see you soon ;)

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Heyy! Hope you liked this Brianne!

I feel like this imagine isn't really my style to write, does this seem different to anyone else? Or is it just me?😂
anyways, I am slowly replying to the people who've requested for an imagine, & if I haven't yet I will! I love you all! <3