Novel & Cerita Scott Is A Bad Friend

That seemed to have changed in the short span of time that Sean had spent away and Sean wasn’t sure that he liked this change in the least. He used to enjoy how much Scott looked up to him. Most of Sean's friends were not around, as they had decided not to come home during this period, so he was extremely bored. “Oh? A date? Who’s the unlucky girl? Joan?” Sean joked with his brother, who smiled at the light-hearted banter. “Don’t be gross. It isn’t Joan. Joan and I are just friends and that's all we're going to ever be. You know that better than anyone else.”

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

She sat down. I sat beside her, releasing an exasperating sigh. “You have to be very careful of choosing a friend. If there’s a mean girl in high school, there are worse types of people here. You’re too kind and too good to be true. I don’t want to see you getting hurt.” “Like someone like me will easily find a friend.” She shrugged. My brows furrowed. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Socially awkward, nerd, dork—”

Like a kid who'd done something wrong, he was desperately trying to make things up to me. "There's no need for that," I said coldly. My eyebrows were pulled together in a frown. Pursing his lips, Scott retreated to a corner, not daring to say a word. Through the mirror, I could see how helpless he looked. Yet, it didn't trigger a flicker of emotion within me. "Jennie, I feel like you've changed a lot. In the past, whenever I unfriended you, you would always add me back. But this time, not only did you not add me back, but you won't even accept my friend request."

I said to him, he really looked like he got more attractive than before "No problem, I was done talking anyways, I'll leave you girls to it then, talk later Emily" He said in his husky british accent "Hmmm Scott?" I teasingly asked Mily "Yea Scott, we're just friends, i figured since i couldn't give him the relationship he want, we could just be friends and he was totally cool with that" "That's nice, at least he's happy and can move on, hopef you told him you're in a relationship?" I asked

my girlfriend stood in the company of five guys……five dinosaurs I’d have to find a way to kick out of my house soon. “Oh, hey, Damien….. come on, in.” Sebastian, the fucker with an all too eager smile, waved. Nothing is fucking funny.

Scott looked at the message from the unknown account and suddenly laughed. "Babe, you finally figured out how to get under my skin." He shook his phone lightly, stood up, and pulled me into his arms. "This is on me. For the last ninety-nine times, you never really got mad. So you've finally learned to be upset, huh?" "I'm not 'getting upset.'" I pushed him away. "I'm breaking up with you. For real." "Hahaha!" Scott wrapped his arm around me again. "Okay, okay. I know I messed up. They say fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me… but you put up with me ninety-nine times. Of course I should've gotten a clue.

"Well, there's no boy toy for me to bring around, so she'll just have to hang on to that stuff a while longer." What I wasn't used to hearing from Scott was the concern in his voice. "Timmy really did a number on you, didn't he?" I couldn't answer. Timothy didn't deserve that accusation, at least not completely, but Scott would never believe me if I tried to defend him. "Jeff, it's been six years. Has there really been no one since him?" "It's not a big deal, Scott. I've just got other priorities." "Uh-huh. My best friend goes and becomes a monk on me and tells me it's not a big deal. At least tell me you've got a prospect in mind, man!"

I follow his gaze, wondering who is stupid enough to pick a fight with him. And there he is. “Hey, Grimm!” A bald mountain of muscle with tattoos crawling up his neck and skull sticks his head through our tent flap. “Keep your little spies out of our space.” Graham Scott. Enervoltz rider. Professional asshole. “We caught him snooping,” he adds, lips curling. Scott has hated me since … forever. But more since last season. Since the accident. Since his teammate and best friend died. He blames me. “Since Reaper is clearly the better team,” I call back lightly, stepping forward, “why would we need to spy on you, Scott?”

“I was a victim, yet you were ready to crucify me. When you were in the arms of my best friend in my face, did I confront you this way even though it looked like you wanted more from him?" I stood up abruptly and glared at Scott. “How dare you accuse me, Scott? At least Beta Liam has been so nice to me since I arrived here, something that you, my mate, can't even do, always giving me cold shoulders while Liam was ready to be warm towards me any day, any time.” “That's not enough excuse to run into his arms,” Scott growled, his eyes glinting. “Did you ever compliment me, or did you ever care about my feelings?”