sebastian stan imagines [ completed ]

•Chase - Pretender•

A/n
Requested by Alianova_Mason . I'm so so sorry that it's taken so long!!!
I really am!
I hope that you like it and once again, I'm sorry that it took and eternity.
-Moi

(June 2016)
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There it was.
Spencer Academy in all its glory.

Your family had told you about this elite college and it had always been your dream to make your family proud of you and get into the prestigious institution.

You were an anomaly. You were the first born child of your parents, yet you were a daughter. Your family had been one of the founding families of Ipswich along with the Danvers, Simms, Garwin, Parry and Collins families. And like the Collins family, your house disappeared after the Salem Trials.

Your brothers always hated the fact that you inherited the male-associated powers that came with your family name, as did your father. Now it was your chance to show they that you deserved this power.

Spencer academy was all what your family had said it was: stinking of wealth and grandeur, spiralling turrets that pierced the think grey clouds above, manicured lawns for as far as the eye could see and a thick forest that surrounded the grounds and offered privacy for the goings on of the school.

You swung off your onyx motorbike and checked to make sure that your rucksack was secure before making your way into the reception. Your brothers had already dropped your belongs the week before so you only had have a few things on your person.

"Name?" The bored-looking, gum-chewing receptionist didn't even look at you as you stood at her tarnished desk. "Y/n L/n". The checked her box of student IDs before handing yours over, still not looking up at you. "Where is my room?" You tapped at the desk. "South west wing, second floor, room 13". She typed away at her computer. You stood there awkwardly. "And where's that?" She finally looked at you and huffed. "It's-"

"I can show her if you want Sandra?" You turned around to see a handsome boy smiling at you. "Thank you Mr Collins, I'm swamped with all this work". Sandra suddenly became polite. "It's no trouble, what was the room again?" Chase walked up to you. "Room 13, second floor, south west wing". You repeated her words. "Great, let's go!" He picked up for bag from where it lay at your feet and motioned you to follow him down the hall. You snatched your ID before chasing after him.

"Hi, I'm Chase Collins". He shook your hand. "Yeah I already knew. My father talked about you". The man looked at you oddly. "Oh Mr Collins, don't think you can hide who you are from me. I know all about you and the Covent's boys that go to this exact school." You smirked. "I have no idea what you mean." Chase said coldly and walked quicker. "Hey! Hey! Chill yourself, I'm like you". Chase stopped walking and grabbed you before pushing you into and empty classroom.

Tables and chairs were organised neatly against the wall and although the main lights were off, a digital clock in the professor's desk gave off a faint red light.