Summary: According to legends, the Silver Cord connects two people. They are bound by the cord that only they can see and experience. But what happens when Cassie gave her heart and soul to Nick first when she was supposed to be destined with Adam?

Disclaimer: I do not own The Secret Circle Series and its character. The plot is mine though. Also, I have no Beta, so I also claim all mistakes to be mine.

Chapter 1 First Kiss

Cassie POV

Feeling the calm sea always makes me calm. It feels like the water gives me courage, strength, hope and power. I know it may sound weird, but that is always how it is. I notice this since I was a little girl. My name is Cassandra Blake, but I prefer to be called Cassie. I live in California with my mother. We hardly talked about my father, but my mom says that I am, in most ways, like my father. I have a wavy light brown hair and blue-silver eyes, other than that I look rather plain. Unlike my mother, I am shy, quiet and I prefer to be alone most of the time. Maybe that's why don't have many friends. I mostly talked to my friends with regards to school matters. Another reason why I kept to myself is my one big secret. I found out that I was more special than others. Scratch that. My parents and I were special. We are witches. I read my mom's diary to find out more about my father and accidentally found out that our families are witches. I confronted my mother and she told me the truth. I can feel that something is about to happen. And I'm scared because I don't know if it is good or a bad thing. I just can't shake it off. But I must stay strong.

"Mom, I'm going to the beach!" I yelled. Not waiting for a reply, I hop on my bicycle and pedalled to the beach. Once I got there, I removed my sandals and walks toward the open waters. I walked until the water is up to my ankles.

What could it be? I kept asking myself. I kept on dreaming about a bunch of people in a circle, arguing. Then, once they looked at me, they stopped and step back. Only four people remain where they are standing. Out of the four, one with mahogany eyes stares back and shows something that I could not explain.

"Hey! Are you trying to get sick?" a low, calm voice came from behind. I turn around and was shocked. The same mahogany brown eyes in my dreams are staring at me once again right now.

"No." I replied "I was just thinking." He kept staring at me.

"Well, just so you know, standing in the waters while its drizzling bounds to get you sick." He said in a flat tone.

"No need to worry about me. I can take care of myself." I said coldly. Who was he? I haven't seen him in here before. Perhaps he just moved here.

He brings up his hand that seems like his surrendering and walks off.

"Wait!" I cried "Who are you?"

"Who wanna know?" He asked

"My name is Cassie."

"Nick."

"Are you new here?" I asked.

"No."

"Then why are you here?"

He just shrugged and started to walk away. Who was he? I don't know why, but there is something about him. I don't cognize what it is but I can't stand not knowing.

A hand suddenly grabs me by the waist stopped me from my musing, cupped me by my cheeks and then a set of lips crashed into mine. Wait a minute, why is he kissing me? Who does he think he is?

I placed my hands on his broad chest and push him away.

"What are you doing?" She yelled at him, asking why he kissed her out of the blue.

"I don't know. It just felt right." He kissed her again, much more slowly and with passion. There is something that is telling me to stop, that something is not right, something pulling me from him. I tried to push him away, but it seems like my body doesn't want to follow her. My hands travel from his chest to scalp, feeling his soft hair through her fingers. Defeated, I began to kiss him back with the same vigor he is giving. I felt the tip of his tongue in my lips. I opened my mouth, giving him the entrance he wanted, massaging my tongue with his. His hand slips from my waist to my lower back. Needing to catch my breath, I pulled myself away from him, gasping for air. He places his forehead on mine.

"Who are you?" I asked again. This is new. I never have done anything like this before. I can't believe I gave my first kiss to a complete stranger. I don't even know his last name.

"I already told you my name." He said.

"Why did you kiss me?" I asked

"Why did you kiss me back?" he answered my question with a question. I get frustrated when others do that.

"I don't know."

"I don't know either." He replied.

"Are you gonna keep copying my words?" I challenged him.

"Depends" He said.

"Depends on what?"

"Depends if I get kiss you again." He smirked. I giggled at his answer. He crashed his lips to mine once again. And like before, I kiss him back.