COLBY BROCK IMAGINES ?

Tutoring gone wild

*YOUR POV*

"Shut up! Can't you see the teacher is trying to teach?!" I whisper yelled at the boy sitting next to me.
He was a ruckus. Annoying. Frustrating. Loud. Little stuck up bitch.
His name was Colby Brock. Every single day in Math he would sit there and talk all class, and be the loudest kid in school.
Everyone for some reason still liked him cuz he was a "fun" dude. Even the teachers still enjoyed his company. The girls would Fawn over him because he was the cutest. Not me though. I found him aggravating and revolting to look at.
His stupid haircut, his deep blue eyes, and his ugly posture, everything about him was a bust.
"Can't you see I don't really care?" He said in a sarcastic tone. He thought he was funny but I didn't.
"I'm sorry? Do you know who I am?" I said, he probably didn't. I'm that girl that sits in the back of the class and tenses up whenever the professor calls on me when I didn't raise my hand.
"Yeah, y/n, I'm not oblivious hun. Sorry if I came off rude. I'll try to keep it down." He winked and turned back around to face his friends. I rolled my eyes at him.

Class ended, but he still kept going. He followed me out in the hall and tried talking to me.
"I'm sorry if I came off rude, I was in a bad mood, I don't usually act like that around people. You seem really nice and I understand you were trying to learn. I apologize and I hope you could forgive me?" He scratched his head and did a side smile.
"I will forgive you once you stop being so disruptive during class. Are you blind to the fact that some people actually want an education?" I say while stopping and aggressively throwing my hands out.
"I do get that, but I have a hard time learning in that class. I need a tutor." He looks down out of disappointment. I felt bad for being disrespectful but I thought he deserved it.
"If you need help that bad I can help you." I sigh, as he brightens up and grabs my arm. Leading us to the study hall room.

*2 Weeks later*

"Can you shut up? Can't you see the teacher is trying to teach?" Says a girl that sits next to me.
We were a ruckus. Ever since that day of tutoring him we got really close. He wasn't so bad after all. I developed a unbelievable crush on him but I denied the thought that he felt the same way.
"Hey meet me in the hallway after class." He whispered to me. I laughed and agreed.
He was doing better in the class but he somehow influenced me to still be a ruckus and disturb the students. I didn't mind it, I thought it was intriguing.

After class I went out to the hall and waited. He walked over and told me to close my eyes.
"Why?" I said with confusion.
"I have a gift, now close them!" He laughed. I accepted and held out my hands. I felt him place a little box inside my hands. I open up my eyes and see a velvet colored box gently placed.
"What is this?" I asked.
"Open it." He looked at me with his sparkling blue eyes. I willingly opened to find a necklace that read "CRB".
"What does this mean?" I asked looking up to him with a smile.
"Cole Robert Brock. Since I know it might sound conceded but I'm moving soon to LA and I wanted you to have a little bit of me everywhere you go." He smiled. I felt tears in my eyes as I gratefully jumped into his arms for a hug. He took the necklace and brushed away my hair so he could gently clamp the necklace around my neck.
I turned around touching the lettering. As I did I felt a hand brush against my face following two soft pairs of lips crash into mine.
I kissed back as it became more passionate. We stumbled into the empty social studies room behind us. The rest was history ;).
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A/N
SORRY THE ENDING WAS SO CHEESEY AND QUICK PACED. But this was my first imagine. And I hope you guys liked it :/ if you didn't let me know and I'll do better ones. Thx for reading and leave me suggestions on future stories. ❤️