Chilling Adventures of Sabrina Oneshots/Imagines

Nick Scratch - Fresh Blood

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It was daunting being the new witch. Not knowing if you'd fit in, or when you would be harrowed. It was like you were always looking over your shoulder, waiting and watching.It was your first day, a blonde witch, Sabrina Spellman, showed you around the academy. 

She was friendly and made sure you were well looked after. As we were walking through the halls when I heard a voice start to speak from behind the two of you.

"Ah, fresh blood." A girl stood behind you; she was accompanied by two other girls at her side."Prudence, don't be so rude," Sabrina said, scowling slightly. The girl, Prudence, simply smiled. You stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact and looking down.

"I'm just welcoming her. Now you don't want to be hanging around the wrong sort, newbie. It'll be bad for you." She smirked, putting a hand under your chin and lifting your head up, making eye contact with me.

Question of the day! Where would you go for your dream vacation? I would love to go to Scottland, England, Italy, and Greece to see all of the old architecture!

I swallowed thickly. Sabrina grabbed my arm gently and pulled you away.

I thankfully had made it to lunch. Sabrina was sitting with me, and you both conversed about trivial things, like what class you were most excited for, and what type of familiar I had.

Looking up, I noticed an attractive boy with dark hair and dark brown eyes start to make his way over to your table and flashed you a charming smile.

"Sabrina, I heard you were showing the fresh blood around." He smiled as he looked you up and down. Sabrina rolled her eyes.

"Well, handsome, you could not call me fresh blood and then maybe we could get to know each other better." You flashed him a sarcastic but flirty smile. Sabrina was taken aback at first before laughing.

"You heard her, Nick." She smiled. Nicholas flashed you a smile.

"I like my witches feisty." He smirked.