Scott Pilgrim Scott Pilgrim Novels & Stories

I smiled at him. “I’m Scott. I play percussion. You are Scarlet, right?” he asked. “Oh, yes. Hi, Scott.” I reached out my hand to him. “Pleasure.” He shook my hand. Scott smiled. He was pretty charming, and he looked younger than me. He had black hair under his cap, covering his forehead. “If you don’t mind me asking, are you… Japanese?” I guessed, trying to be friendly and making small talk. “I’m actually Korean,” he corrected, then grinned.

It made Scott feel rather uneasy, so he frowned. Soon, the subordinate standing next to Scott pointed at Zayn and scolded rudely, “Little brat, what are you looking at?” Zayn said nonchalantly, “Him, of course.” Even though Scott felt very displeased by Zayn’s calm demeanor, his curiosity was piqued at the same time. One should know that he was a Tier-3 master fighter and not many people in the entire Murica were more powerful than him. He was ranked as one of the top gangsters, and all the other crude thugs could not compare to him.

I know my best friend is having a mental breakdown by how cute they are right now. "Great thanks guys, I look forward to meeting you all later." Scott answers. As soon as Alison and Scott are out of sight we bombard Sydney with questions. The poor thing was not expecting it at all. Sydney was 19 and worked part time at the hair salon. She told us Scott's sister, Libby, used to work here all the time and that she soon became Sydney's best friend. After Libby died in a train crash last year Scott started coming every day after school every Friday which was the day his sister had work. Scott is 17 and turned 17 about four months ago. He is a Guardian in the pack which oddly made sense just by l

“He’s not my sidekick. He’s my best friend. We’ve been tight since we were kids. I don’t know why you and Xavier can’t get that through your heads.” “Because he acts like a nerd.” Leo tilted his chin toward the living room. We both turned. Scott was perched at the edge of the sofa inside, one leg crossed neatly over the other, munching on popcorn with his left hand while his right arm rested in its sling. His attention was locked on the football match blaring from the flat screen. He looked… completely unbothered. Leo snorted. “See? He even eats popcorn like a retiree. And he acts like some old married guy who hates going out.”

She thought she was the only keeping a secret from her children including Scott but she didn't know that Scott was also hiding something from her. “ I don't know if Scott would want to tell you guys about his true identity but you should all know that Scott isn't an ordinary person ” Chris said and Clara as well as Jessica and Jojo became confused apart from Maya. “ What do mean Scott isn't an ordinary person ? ” Clara asked. “ Well, Scott took after his father's wealth just like I did when dad died. Scott is the CEO of Harris corporation industries ” Chris dropped the bombshell and Clara, Jessica and Jojo eyes got wide like saucers when they heard what Chris just said.

I'd been in the pack's territory for a few days now and they were still giving me the cold shoulder except for Scott. He was standing at the back of his cabin near a handmade wooden chopping board with the stone oven lit. He had a pile of cooked meat stacked on the board in front of him, shredding it apart with a fork and knife. "Hi," I said, folding my hands behind my back as I neared him. Scott was as tall as Hunt, with dark blonde hair and broad shoulders, looking like one of those men that lived in the mountains—which ironically he did—in his plaid shirt with those mesmerising lake blue eyes.

Kylie thought inwardly as she ate. "Hmm. So good" Kylie said as she raised her left thumb up giving him a thumbs up. He nodded proudly. "Of course. I'm Scott Anderson,the great" He said proudly without blinking. "Uh...the great? As if! You're not Zeus or any other god" Kylie scoffed as she ate. "I might not be Zeus or a god but I'm a demi god" Scott said so seriously and convincing. Even Kylie was on the verge of believing he really is a demi god.

Sheikh Khalid bin Aaban was a man of relatively calm nature, and being a Sheikh wasn't a position for the weak. He wasn't weak, he knew that. He was like the calm just before the storm. He was patient and he was understanding, but only when he needed to be and at the same time he was strict and he was brutal but still he believed in tampering justice with mercy until mercy was exhausted. And his mercies didn't usually last long, he never let them to. He relished the fear in people's eyes for him when he was around or when his name was mentioned, it made him feel powerful and powerful was all he wanted to feel.

On my right there is Scott. "Thanks" "You're a welcome princess," he said smiling softly at me. I couldn't help but blush a bit. "So you are a hot physio doctor huh?" Scott said, smirking at me. "Excuse me " "No I mean you are a doctor, right?" "Well yeah but it's called the physiologist doctor," I said, annoyingly, rolling my eyes. "I didn't know there were sexy psycho doctors also," he said, still smirking. This jerk. He just wants a nice kick in the ass.

Not that Rayan thought Scott was unattractive, but still, the more you know about what you're getting into. There wasn't much there. A few pictures, some articles about birth control and fertility, a few video game memes, and... okay, this definitely qualifies as hot... It was a picture from Christmas with the caption: "My folks know me so well! Check out my new Minecraft pants!" And under that, there he was, in a pair of pajama bottoms printed all over with pixelated dynamite, dopey grin on his face... without a shirt, flexing. It was dorky, and adorable, and, and... Damn. Ripped wasn't the right word, but "solid" fit pretty well. Rayan knew Scott didn't have more than an inch or two on him