Chapter One 

This was your first day of school at Blackwell Academy, but you happened to already make many wonderful friends, because they were surprisingly happy to meet someone new like yourself, even though you were a little hesitant to open up, as you did not want to become an easy target for bullies and jerks. However, the students at Blackwell Academy were overall really nice to you, but you weren't too sure that the Vortex Club members were going to give you the same treatment, because Nathan Prescott did not appear too enthusiastic with the idea of having to sit right next to you. "Hi, I'm (Y/N)," you said, while giving him a small smile, as you nervously sat down and blushed, because he would not stop staring at you, making you inevitably feel self-conscious. "You must be Nathan."

His sapphire eyes drifted over your body, while he reached out and grasped your chin, as his thumb traced over your jawline, making your (E/C) orbs squeeze shut in embarrassment, because no one has ever touched you like that, but you knew that he was just evaluating you for some unknown reason. He snickered and brushed his thumb over your slightly parted lips, while his fingers ran through your silky (H/C) locks, as you unconsciously leaned more into his touch. "You're a perfect model," he said, while you opened your eyes and averted your gaze, as he leaned in closer and spoke into your ear. "I want you to be my model. Would you be willing to become that?"

A shocked and hesitant expression spread across your crimson face, while he mischievously grinned and grabbed his camera, as he sneakily snapped pictures and pictures of you, even though you attempted to hide behind your photography textbook, making him laugh and snatch your book away from you. "I'm just messing around, but we're going to get serious next time," he said, while a Vortex Club flyer fell from your textbook and fluttered down onto the desk, but Nathan angrily grabbed the flyer and ripped it into a million of pieces right before your frightened eyes. "I don't want you to join them! They'll seriously fuck up your life! Trust me, (Y/N)."

He reached out and grasped your chin, while forcing you to stare into his sapphire hues, as you shyly nodded, but that still did not convince him enough. "Okay, I promise I won't join them," you said, while he finally released your chin, as the bell rang and students began pouring into the classroom, but that did not stop him from continuing to take pictures of you. "Can you please stop?"

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