I just watched Pretty in Pink and laughing so hard. Duckie is like the friend we all need. I'm sort of like Duckie to my friends. Hope you guys watch it. Heres a bunch of small ones. Enjoy!

IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

  Grinning widely, like a child who just got a new stuffed animal.Anyway, this was probably one of the most happiest day of your life.

It had all started with a tennis ball. A tennis ball covered in slobber. You weren't exactly a fan of slower tennis balls but when you saw who was holding it, let's just say, you were very excited about slobber wet tennis balls.

The guy who was the owner of the tennis balls approached you with a smile.

"Don't worry," he said, "That's not my slobber." You giggled and he smiled. "It's his." He pointed down and you follow the gaze. You held back a squeal as you saw the most cutest and adorable dog ever. You bent down, immediatly, and petted the dog.

"He's so cute!" You said, looking back up at the owner.

"Yeah, people usually say that about me but I guess..." You giggled again at the young humorous male. You stood back up.

"I'm (y/n), by the way," you said, sticking out your hand.

"(Your crush), it's nice to meet you." He shook your hand which sent sparks all over your body. "Well, I think we have to go," he said, slowly walking away. The dog happily trotted along.

"Bye!" You waved and he waved back.

You two never met again but that started a chain reaction of events that made the best day of your life the best day of your life. (Not a typo)

IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

  Slowly opening your eyes with a long sigh. You smiled content lyrics to yourself, feeling the extra heat. You snuggled closer to your lover and let out a lengthy sigh.

You couldn't tell if he was awake but by the even breaths, you could tell he was still asleep.

"(Your crush)," you said. His lips quivered a little and you could feel him waking up.

"What?" He asked with a slight smile.

"I love you," you said letting him know at least once today. His smile only grew wider and he opened his eyes.

"I love..." He didn't finish your sentence which cause you to pout. You slowly sat up, knowing a way to get him to say that he loved you.

"I guess I'll just leave since I'm not loved." You let out a long over dramatic sigh. He pulled you back under the covers.

"No, you're staying," you struggled udder his embrace but he didn't let you go. After five minutes of whining, pushing, pulling, and effortless movement, you sighed while relaxing in his arms.

"I love you." He stated with a grin. You smirked knowing exactly what to say next.

"I love..."

IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

   Sitting in your homeroom with your friend. You're telling her about the weird dream you had last night and sharing laughs. You are also trying not to make it obvious that you liked your crush who was also in your homeroom.

You shed glances over at him every once and a while but not enough so that someone noticed.

You continued to talk as he silently  walked over and stole your pencil case. You didn't really care, at the moment, because he was him. He's not gonna steal anything.

You were wrong.

He walked back up with a smirk and placed your pencil case back down. You noticed that it was slightly open and raised an eyebrow. He walked away bit your friend noticed something.

"He stole you special pen." She said and you looked back I the pencil bag just to make sure she wasn't lying.

I mean, you wouldn't want to walk up to him and accuse him of something he didn't do. That would be horrible.

But, she was right. Your special pen, that you loved dearly, was missing, and standing across the room, was your crush. He smirked deviously at you while trying to hide it in his hand.

You walked over to him with eyes narrowed. You put out your hands towards him.

"Give it back." You demanded.

"I don't have it, it's under there," he pointed towards the table and you looked.

That was your mistake. That's when he dashed across the room. You chased after but you two ended up being on two different sides of the tables. Every time you stepped the the right, he would step to the left, visa versa.

You finally decided to just run for it and you did. He was right in front of you but everything stopped when an all too familiar voice yelled,

"No no no no no!" You immediately stopped and look at the teacher. "You will not be running in my classroom." She yelled some more at him and you blushed  feeling slightly guilty that he was getting more of the blame.

After the teacher was finished yelling at him, he walked over to you and handed back the pen.

"Thanks.." You muttered feeling like all eyes were on you.

He and I had a moment! You mentally squealed.