imagine scott helping you with your book before him asking you on a date

the tragic suicide of hannah baker swept the town leaving it in bigger pieces. rumors told was there were tapes for the people who caused her death. you didn't really know hannah all that well, you were just her chemistry partner. she seemed nicer than people make her out to be. you strolled down the hallways of liberty high. liberty high was never the same after the death of hannah. your eyes trailed over the atmosphere of liberty high. everybody congregated in circles, talking about random shit that you didn't really care for. you walked passed the arrogant jocks as your [e/c] eyes swirled with disgust. they hooted and hollered as you walked passed them. you heard bryce catcalling you. "hey y/n!" he shouted. but you only kept walking. bryce ran up to you and blocked your hair.

"get out of my way." bryce didn't budge. "please." you said firmly.

"nice jeans y/n. they looks gooood." bryce complimented you as he bit his
lip, pervertedly.

"you're disgusting. you raped hannah." it was only a rumor but you heard from several resources.

bryce's smug smile wiped off of his face. his fists clenched. he stepped closer to you causing you to step backwards until your back hit the locker. "you don't know shit. hannah lied."

with that, he stepped away and swung his arm, swiping the books out of your arms. he then walked away causing you to growl quietly. you bent down to grab your books. you saw a hand reaching for one of your books. you look up to see scott reed, one of the jocks who hang out with bryce. "why are you helping me?"

"because i saw you with bryce..."

"oh god." you mumbled.

"and you just— don't deserve it." scott said shyly with a sheepish smile.

"thanks." you whispered before brushing your hair back behind your ear. "sooo!" scott said perkily before standing up with some of your books in hand. you stood up and smiled.

"do you wanna catch a movie at your house maybe?" scott asked, tripping over some of his words.

"my house?" you scoffed in a joking manner.

"oh i mean.. we can do it at my house? i'm so stupid.." he mumbled softly.

"awe. you're adorable." you cooed before taking all of your books in the crook of your arm. "my place. tonight."

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yay! scott imagine! did u like it?

i just got done with two of my exams, four more to go. wish me luck, i have a math exam tomorrow. let's just say i'm not good at math. anyways, i've been writing these imagines on my phone. if they have any typos excuse my laziness!!!