♛thirteen reasons why imagines♛

zach dempsey (@pinkncool1)

your pov

it was a monday morning.

i had communications as my second to last class and i hated it.

i hated everything about the class. the teacher, the lesson, the students.

mainly one student in particular.

zachary dempsey.

i hated everything about this boy. from his stupid hair to his stupid toes, he was pure evil.

let me tell you why.

you see, for as long as i can remember, zach and i never saw eye to eye.

he was the stereotypical jock and i was a normal girl.

he thought he was better than everyone and someone needed to put him in his place.

that person was me.

ever since then he's constantly harassed me. i can't even go a full class period without him patronizing me.

"wow you look terrible today. those red zits really bring out your eyes." he started on me today.

i rolled my eyes and continued to take notes.

it was finally the end of class.

i walked over to my paper bag and saw that it had a small piece of paper in it.

'you look beautiful, even with your flaws.'
-xoxo

"thats so weird." i said to my best friend, clay jensen, as i showed him the note.

"ooh sounds like someone likes you!" he teased.

"screw off jensen." i groaned as i crumbled up the note.

i threw it in the trash as we left the classroom.

nobody likes me and nobody ever will.

the next day

i walked into communications for the second day this week.

i took my seat and of course her comes zachary and his cronies.

"hey mannat! your eye bags look fantastic today! they really go with your nappy hair!" justin foley sneered as he leaned over my desk.

"your unibrow disagrees with that statement." i insulted him, earning a stifled laugh from zach.

"she got you there bro."

i shot him a look of confusion. he was actually agreeing with me?

he shrugged and took his seat.

at the end of class i looked in my bag and found another note:

'i wanna run my fingers through your hair and get lost in your eyes.'
-xoxo

i quickly shoved the note in my bag, before clay could give me any crap about it.

throughout the next week i got more and more notes saying good things about me.

i had finally had enough. i needed to know who was behind this cruel joke.

i set up a plan to catch whoever it was.

i taped a piece of paper down at the bottom of the bag that said:

"to my one and only"

whoever was planting the notes would most likely be curious and try to grab it. thats when i'd swoop in.

the bell just rang and i "left" the classroom.

as more and more people filed out of the room, a couple lingered.

then i saw him.

he reached into my bag and was struggling to try and pull out the note.

"zachary! what the hell are you doing?!" i was getting ready to go ballistic.

"i can explain!" he quickly threw his hands up.

"you have one minute before i make this a terrible situation for you."

"i only need a couple seconds."

with that he grabbed me and pressed his lips to mine.

it was breathtaking.

he pulled away slowly.

"i'm sorry. i don't know what got into me. gosh you probably hate me even more now." he tried to pack up his stuff and leave.

i then found myself locking lips with the asian boy again.

i pulled away and looked up at him.

"i don't know what to say." i whispered.

"lets discuss it over dinner. my place tonight? i'll get take out?" he asked.

i couldn't help but give a slow nod.

"great! see you at seven babe!" he grinned as he ran out the door.

i touched my lips in shock.

i just kissed zachary dempsey, set up a date, and he called me babe.

i guess my trap worked after all.

a/n: thanks so much for requesting @pinkncool1 , i really enjoyed writing this one. hope you like it!
❁soph❁