Chapter 2: Blackmail

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Chloe's POV

The weekend went by fast ,today is Monday , the worst day of the week for me I don't know about anyone else , picture this forgetting your homework and searching for it like an imbecile while your well aware you left it , for me its a normal Monday occurrence . I got up out of my bed that felt like I was laying on clouds to brushed the tangles out my brown wavy hair , my noodle arms can bearly manage . I then had a long warm bath and got dressed in a white T-shirt and a gray sweat pants with purple polka dots sock and some crocs, it's school I don't dress to impress. After I was done I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where the smell of mom's delicious cooking filled the air ,dad was at the dining table reading some files  on his laptop.

"Good morning to all" I chirped

Mom slowly looked at what I was wearing and pulled a disgust or even disturbed face.

"What the hell are you wearing?" she said as if it pained her to look at my clothes "

"Its called a lazy day outfit." I said in duh tone. "Chloe your going to school at least look presentable " she said pointing an accusing spatula at me .

" I'm going there to get an education not a degree in fashion or to impress anybody  " I countered

"But you can look presentable getting an education"

Dad looks up at me over his laptop and said "I think she looks fine."

"No she does not Elijah, she looks like a hobo." Mom exaggerated.

"An awesome hobo." I didn't want to stretch out the argument about my sense of fashion so I as skipped breakfast, even though I wish I snagged at least one strip of bacon

Getting in my BMW I drove to school listening to issues by Julia Michaels

Parking my car in the parking lot I got out and walked up to the front steps and here he comes.

"Your looking manly and handsome today." Their is the annoying voice of Ryker West I've been trying to avoid.

"Why thank you." i said sarcastically rolling my eyes. " Stop talking to me aren't you afraid I'll bruise your ego "

"Pppfffttt, you bruise my ego don't think your that mighty "

"You narcissistic little pu-" Ryker placed his index finger on my lips to shush me before I could finish .

"Do you like surprises" i shook my head 'no' when he proceeded to scroll through his phone. "Look at this picture" He said as he dangled his phone in front of my face . The horrible sight of me sleeping with " I'M A NERD" scribbled on my forehead. oh  Jizzcuit

" Your the perfect model" I couldn't answer, my mouth agape and my eyes wide open with shock.

"Y-y.....you have to delete that." I stuttered.

"Not until you promise me that you won't tell anyone I'm a babysitter." He whispered looking around to see if anyone was listening.

"Fine! fine just delete it."

" Not yet I wanna have some fun first." His smirk now present.

" No no no." I'm gonna put my foot down I'm to gonna let him use me for sex like what I see the boys do in the movies.

"Fine if you want this pic to go to everyone in the school I'll be your guest." He said smiling evilly.

"Fine! I'll do it, where to?" I asked hanging my head in shame even though I know I wouldn't through away my innocence for something as stupid as that.

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