Scott Reed 13 Reasons Why Novels & Stories

They were too professional with their jobs and serious too so I stopped making small talks with them. Knox reached behind the backseat and took out a can of coke. He opened the soda and raised it on my lips. “Drink.” I didn’t realize I was that nervous at all, not until I saw my hands reaching for the can in Knox’s hands. I sipped the not so cold drink, half emptying its content before inhaling in and out to calm myself. Preston's phone rang and she handed it to me. “It’s Mr. Reed,” was all she said before looking back into the road as Scott drove to our place.

“And now you’re asking to borrow a car? Entitled bitches, you Riccis are.” It wasn’t often that I let my emotions build up enough to lash out, but Scott’s nagging, combined with lack of sleep and food, aches and pains pulsing in several parts of my body, and wondering exactly what Killian’s business was, likely something with Sera, set my anger spilling over the edge of my thin patience. But I managed not to strangle him, and I forced my voice to remain even. “What’s your price?” “A rain check,” Scott said immediately as if he’d been waiting for me to ask. “I want this bastard dead, too. Don’t ask me why. I’ve heard about the shit he’s involved in, and he deserves to die. He’s giving us all

I said in anger, I was already getting worked up. Why was it that Tracy just kept making the people around me like her? what kind of charm was she using? First, it was Lucian and now, My friend and Omega, Scott. Why were they so supportive of her? She was just a spy sent by Elder Reed, why were they so blind to see the truth? I was sure that Scott already found something out but It seemed that Alpha Reed already altered every thing. He had so many connections, I even had the feeling that he has a spy here but I did not have the time to find that out and could only let them be.

Ryle’s expression changed again, displeased with what he saw. "I can’t believe the rumors were true about you and Ryle," Scott whispered. "But let’s take this opportunity to make our school project a 100% success rate. I’m tired of securing an interview and always ending up getting rejected. We’re also running out of possible wolves to interview. Let’s not waste time anymore and bring Ryle with us. He is right; he will be more of an asset than a liability."

This time a man stood in the doorway, the completely opposite of Luther Reed, with dark hair, and an actual smile. "Well, well, who do we have here? Is this Blaire Summers?" I straightened my shoulders, thrilled to have a natural conversation with someone that didn't included frowns and a snarled lip. "That'd be me," I said, stepping forward to take his hand. "I'm Scott Reed, Luther's brother. I'm so glad you're here. I thought you weren't going to show up." I glanced at Luther, going to give him a look when I noticed his gaze interlocked on our hands. A low noise vibrated from Luther's chest, and it made Scott laugh. "Oh brother, don't be dramatic. Are we ready for the meeting?"

The arguing and hostility between the men just kept increasing until just after the final line of… “Bheir mi dubhlan dhut, a bhrathair. Seo. Nise.” That is when the gut retching scream could be heard. I was about to reach up and stop the playback when I heard myself start talking about how I should just end it all. I had nothing left to live for. Then the boys started to talk. “Heather, where are you going? What do you mean you have nothing to live for? What about your Grandmother, Dawn, Jacob, even that annoying Zane? What about us?” The two of them were talking so fast it was hard to tell which one was speaking. Then Reed asks, “What is wrong with her? Lucas, grab her.” Followed by “Please

SCOTT'S DIARY. NOTE 1 I'm sitting in the same place as always, I don't even know why I'm writing in a diary. Diaries are for women, aren't they? But in this case I don't care because I have no one to talk to. I don't trust anyone anymore. Strange things are happening in this town. Very strange things that make me want to leave here. I know I've lived here for most of my life and that my friends and girlfriend are here. But here's the thing: I'm alone. My best friend is Kayler Brown, friends aren't supposed to keep secrets from each other and not betray each other, but I think he's betraying me. I know very well that Paige is in love with him, she doesn't even hide it.

As she stood up and turned to go, Ellen replied, "Then I will go now, uncle; in addition, it is also fairly late." Mr. Ford changed into a frightening and serious person after Ellen left. "The Aces, Scott, what happened to them?" Mr. Ford asked. Scott answered, "Sir, they're all dead." Mr. Ford queries, "Who murdered them?" Scott responded, "The fellow named Reaper, sir." Mr. Ford was perplexed, "Is it a legitimate name or a code name?" Scott responded, "I don't think it's a legitimate name, sir."

Guiding Light If you ever find your self wrapped in darkness, it can show you truly what you're made of, but if you need a light to guide you, I will be that light to show you that you can and will survive. ~Kodiie Reed looked at Mason, who was staring at her in the near darkness. He just waited as he rubbed her back. He knew she would finally say something when she could. “My uncle’s son.” She said as she looked at him looking at her, “He was the reason behind the fight. He hurt me really bad.” Reed held up her arm, and he could see the scars there. His fingers found them and traced them gently.