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Aiden POV:

I stirred at the sound of my alarm blaring through the walls of my room. I covered my ears with my pillow and tried to go back to sleep, but the damn thing won't stop. So with a groan, I reached over and stopped it. I sat on my bed and ran my hands through my face to get rid of any residual sleep. I yawned and stretched my muscles while standing up. I noticed Jack still sleeping peacefully on the other side of our dorm room like everything was alright. I shook my head at him and went to the bathroom.

So, today was the first day of this school year. Yesterday I moved to the dorms. Dad was here to help me arrange my things and then left at night. As you expected, Jack my cousin was my roommate. We had to beg Uncle Stefan to put us together since apparently the choosing of roommates was done randomly. I was excited and fearful at the same time. I don't like walking into the unknown, but I think this time I had to. I took a quick shower; blow dried my hair and wore my school's uniform.

I went back to the room and shook Jack so he would wake up "come on Jack, we are going to be late." I said looking at the clock that indicated it was 07:35 am, and we start our first class at 08:00 am. My dear cousin just faced the wall and hugged his pillow more tightly. I sighed and gave him a last warning "I will go without you Jack, and you will be late. Let's see what you will do when you have to face your father on the first day." My words had the right affect on him. He sprang from his bed and ran to the bathroom. It was funny how the mere mention of Uncle Stefan's name makes him run like a marathon champion.

Fifteen minutes later, a fresh showered Jack was standing in front of me. I gave him thumb ups. "Wow! You look handsome." I teased him, and then added. "Now we had to go the Cafeteria and grab a snack since we will not have enough time for a full breakfast." Jack nodded and retrieved his bag. On our way to the Cafeteria, we passed Liam and Niall's dorm; yes they were lucky enough to be together. Both of them were ready to leave, and together we headed to the Cafeteria. We tried to be quick and brought some snacks so we can be in class on time.

Our first period would be English which if you ask me I found quite boring. Why didn't they start the day with Music for example? Anyway, the three of us have the same periods every day, which was more than we have dreamed about. I came to learn that Niall is a human, and he is Liam's childhood friend. They are like brothers and spend a lot of time together. So the only class we will be separated is the class of control where Niall won't be able to attend with us.

The first and second period which was history went uneventfully. The third period was Music, which brought an immediate smile to my face. Mr. Tomlinson was a cheerful guy and made the class laugh easily. At first, I thought he will bore us with some theories about musicians and their achievements, but to the contrary, he told us that this semester our goal is to learn playing guitar.

You can imagine the surprise written all over the students' faces when half an hour through the lesson, a man came in rolling a big cart full of guitars with different colours.

"Finally you are here Stan. I thought we were going to wait forever." Mr. Tomlinson said with a huge smile as he ushered the man into the class.

"Believe me Louis, preparing 23 guitars on a short notice isn't an easy task." The man complained and continued dragging the cart until it was in the middle of the room. After that he left with "I will send you my check later."

Mr. Tomlinson just shook his head with a fond smile on his face. He turned his attention to us "so, like I said earlier, we will focus on learning how to play guitar this semester. We have different guitars with different colours. I will be fair so everyone can get the one he loves. Here what we will do. We will start with a guitar with a specific colour. Then I will see how many students want it. After that we will play a little competition, and the winner will have it. The winner will be chosen based on the votes of his classmates." Everyone started chatting with each other. It was a great idea which will create an amicable atmosphere in our class.

Mr. Tomlinson looked at his watch and cleared his throat "okay guys, this is all for today. Let me give you today's homework, and then you would be done so you can go and enjoy your lunch break." All the students stopped talking and groaned at the word homework.

Mr. Tomlinson chuckled and shook his head "come on, don't be sad. It is not that hard. All you have to do is learn the list of songs I will write on the board for our class next week. It is the list you will choose from to perform so we can choose which guitar you will get." Mr. Tomlinson turned to the board and started writing the songs. They were twenty three songs in total. They were popular ones, and I am sure everyone knew them already.

The bell rang announcing the end of the first period. One by one, we started leaving the room but not before saying goodbye to Mr. Tomlinson. I am sure the man had won the hearts of the entire class. He is a great teacher; this year would be fun just because he is one of our teachers.

The four of us made our way to the Cafeteria. The moment we entered, I noticed Sam sitting with his other little friends. One of them was Lily and another boy I didn't see before. I was happy for him that he already made new friends. Finally, he would be comfortable here. I will make sure he will have the best experience.

Jack and I went to their table and bumped hands with both of them. Sam looked up at me and gave me a bright smile. I ruffled his hair much to his irritation. Lily was laughing at our antics and resumed eating her chicken. I looked at the boy sitting with them eating silently and raised my eyebrow. Sam rolled his eyes at my over protectiveness since he knew my question has hidden agenda. I am trying to make sure he is hanging out with the right crowd "Aiden, this is my friend Jared Cullen. He is in all my classes. Jared this is my brother Aiden." Sam introduced us to each other. I smiled at the blond boy and bumped his fist with mine.

After talking with the boys a little, we headed to the Canteen and grabbed our trays. Then, we went to a table where Niall and Liam were waiting for us. I saw a red head girl sitting with them writing on her notebook. I looked at both boys with a question about the identity of this girl in my eyes. She was in our class, and I thought that one of them maybe knows her. They just shrugged their shoulders. I decided to ignore it and dig in. I didn't expect the food to be this delicious. When my father said he is aiming for perfection, he wasn't kidding.

By the end of the lunch period, the girl still didn't touch her food and was writing with a concentration level I didn't see before. I snapped my fingers in front of her face. The sudden movement caught her attention and she looked up at me.

"Lunch is over, and you didn't eat your food." I pointed out.

"Oh! I forgot eating. You can have it, I am not hungry." She said nonchalantly and went back to her books.

"Food is important for your health, you know." I stated matter of fact.

"Grades are more important to me. And I will be happy if you just would leave me alone." She snapped and gave me a heated glare.

I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Is this girl for real? We just started school and hardly have any homework. I shrugged and looked at Liam who did the same. Weird people, I concluded with a sigh.

After lunch, we went to our next period, Control class. We entered the room, and each one of us took his seat. I sat at the last table in the first row with Jack on my left while Liam was in the seat before me. When the bell Rang Mr. Mikaelson entered the room with a try full of glasses in his hands. He put it on the desk and leaned against its edge. He examined the class and nodded his head.

"Well, I think most of you know my name by now. But for those who didn't attend the meeting at the beginning of the school year, I am Klaus Mikaelson your Control teacher. I think the name of my class explains it all. Our work would be simple. Whenever we have a period together, I will bring with me a try with glasses full of human blood. Everyone will have a glass. Your only mission is to not touch the glass or worst yet taste it. Feel free to drink a little, but every time you do it, I deduce 2 points from your final exams score which is by the way 100 for all of you. I am a generous teacher. You just need to work on your control. Also, while the glass in front of you, you are not allowed to talk with each other until the end of class. Any questions?" With other words we weren't allowed any distractions. All our focus will be on the glasses.

We all stared at him in shock. Was he really serious? A glass of human blood in front of you and you are not allowed to touch it was challenging even for the oldest vampires. How can we resist this was beyond me. No one raised his hand to ask questions which made Mr. Mikaelson start distributing glasses.

The smell of fresh blood hit my senses all at once. I exhaled deeply and closed my eyes. All my limbs were urging me to grab the glass and drink it. I looked at Jack and saw his hands shaking in an effort to stop them from reaching for his glass. Oh god! This was cruel. After what looked like a lifetime I looked at my watch to see only ten minutes had passed.

A student who was sitting on the first table took the glass of blood and drank it all at once. Mr. Mikaelson looked up from the papers he was reading and shook his head "not impressive at all. You may leave the classroom Mr. Green. Your final exams score is 98 now." The boy hung his head and left the room.

In the next twenty minutes, half the class did the same. Fortunately, my friends were resisting the temptation and trying to continue fighting. I looked at Liam and his hand was inching closely to the glass of blood. He grabbed it with shaking hands and brought it to his lips. I kicked his chair and whispered "come on Liam, be patient. It is just fifteen minutes for the class to end. Keep going."

"Mr. Salvatore, this is your first warning in my class. Two more warnings and it is the principal's office." Mr. Mikaelson said with what I swear was a smug smirk written all over his face. This man was as sarcastic as Damon Salvatore which tells a lot.

"I am sorry sir." I said between gritted teeth. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief when I saw only ten minutes for this torture to be over.

Fortunately, the bell rang announcing the end of this session. Mr. Mikaelson got up from his chair and arranged the glasses in his tray. He looked at the six students, who remained in the classroom. He gave us an approving nod, "excellent job, you still has your full mark. Continue with the good work." With those words he left the room.

I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding. The students who were outside started piling in the room while chatting loudly. I went to Liam's table and looked at him. He was the most affected among us. "How are you, mate?"

"As good as I can be in this situation." He said with a sigh.

"Don't concern yourself with it. I am sure you will do better next time." I reassured him.

"Yes, you will be okay. I nearly drank the blood." Jack said from behind.

"Come on guys look at the bright side. You still have one hundred on the subject." Niall said with a huge smile on his face.

Liam shook his head and cracked a beautiful smile. Niall's cheerfulness was like a sun illuminating light in a dark room. We were engrossed in chatting with each other that we didn't hear the math's teacher entering. He cleared his throat to grab our attention. Each student went to his seat. I was about to sit down when the teacher's voice stopped us "no, no you don't have the right to sit. I see you are eager to stand and chat. For you to seat you have to earn it." He spoke sternly.

"How do we earn it?" Caleb, the noisiest person I had the misfortune of meeting asked the obvious.

"You brought a good point Caleb. I will write an equation on the board and give you a chance to solve it. Whoever gets it right will have the right to sit. If you get it wrong, you won't have another chance of answering, therefore you will remain standing until the bell rings." Many groans aroused in the room "by the way, I am Jasper Cullen your Maths teacher." With that, he turned to the board and wrote the first equation. It wasn't a hard one and many hands shot up in an attempt to get the chance. Mr. Cullen selected a girl I didn't know by name. She got the right answer and went to her seat.

The equations were getting harder and harder; two students lost their privilege to sit because they gave the wrong answer. Niall and Jack were already in their seats as they answered correctly. The next equation was a hard one, but I remember seeing its solution in a magazine this summer so I raised my hand. The red head girl from lunch raised her hand also. Mr. Cullen looked at her "Sarah, come and write your answer." So her name was Sarah. She was beautiful with her red hair and unique green eyes. I looked as she walked with confident and started writing her answer.

I was watching the steps she was following in resolving the problem. She was correct until the step before last when she missed the sign of the number and wrote – instead of +. She put her pen and waited for the verdict. Mr. Cullen examined the board with his sharp eyes and shook his head. "I give it to you Sarah, your answers where correct which is brilliant considering your age, and the difficulty of the equation, but your answer is wrong." I saw the disappointment in her eyes as she went back to her seat and stood by the chair.

"Anyone can correct your classmate's error or will we move to another problem?" Mr. Cullen asked looking around the classroom. I lifted my hand and he nodded his head "Come here Aiden. Let's see what you have."

I took the marker and erased Sarah's last two lines. I rewrote the answer and corrected her mistake. This time Mr. Cullen gave me a smile and nodded his head in approval. "Good work Aiden. You may go and take your seat."

Next was Liam who solved another equation and took his seat. After that, Mr. Cullen made sure everyone had his chance of earning a seat before he cleaned the board and looked at us.

"I won't tolerate this behaviour ever. Next time this happens, you will all spend my period in the principal's office. When I enter my class, I want you to be in your seats. I don't mind you chatting with each other. But in low voices, we are not in a barn. Consider this your first warning. Now let me tell you about our program this year. Our first lesson will be Wednesday."

Mr. Cullen gave us a run down about what we will study this year. He seemed to be an excellent teacher, and he promised us that he will do his best so we understand the material. I didn't notice the time passing until the bell rang announcing the end of the first day of school. Well, we still have the last period with Mr. Malik, but I am sure it won't be that hard.

If only I knew how I was wrong at this moment!

Changed into our uniform that consisted of military green pants and white shirts, we made our way to the school's yard where we found Mr. Malik in a similar uniform waiting for us with a cane in his hand. He looked very strict with a forbidden aura surrounding him.

"Line up and listen closely because I would never repeat my words twice." He waited for us until we made a perfect line before he started speaking again. "The purpose of this course is for you to be fit and build your bodies. For humans, I will push you to your limits so be prepared. As for the vampires, I know you possess a higher stamina and strength. Therefore you are not allowed to use your speed in passing any struggles I put you through. If I sense anyone of you using it, he will be punished and believe me you won't like it. Work hard and give all you have because I won't tolerate slackness. On the field I am to be addressed formally, you have to call me 'SIR'."

He waited for his words to sink in our minds before he resumed talking "When I ask a question, I expect honest answers. Lying is an unforgivable crime in my books. Also, I am the only teacher who can punish you physically without referring to the principal. I won't be afraid to dash out spankings so watch out your attitudes. Two words I don't like to hear and you have better avoid saying them 'I AM SORRY' there is no point in apologising, when you make a mistake pay for it and move on while making sure to never repeat it again. The second word is 'PLEASE', I hate begging, and I would never change my mind, no matter how many times you said it. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" we said in union.

"Very good, since the rules are clear for you, let's start our first day. For starters, I want you to run three rounds around the premises for a warm up. You have fifteen minutes to finish it. If you fail to do it, you will run an additional lap. Any questions?" Mr Malik asked loudly.

And the curiosity award of the year goes to Caleb as he raised his hand "What do you mean if you fail to do it? You mean if one of us failed or the whole group?"

"Good question Caleb, when you enter my class there is no individuals. If one of you fails, you all fail." Mr Malik answered.

Is this man for real? First, he wants us to run three rounds around the premises which give us five minutes for each, and that's near impossible since the school grounds are huge. Then he announces his stupid rule about group failure and all this crap. I already can see two or three students who would likely fail.

I ran my hand through my face and looked at Jack, who wore the same expression as mine on his face. "We have to run top speed for us to meet his standards." Jack stated.

"Yes I know." I replied.

Mr. Malik blew his whistle giving us the signal to start. I looked at my watch so I know how much time it will take me to finish a round. I ran at top speed making sure to keep my vampire powers at bay. Jack and Liam were close by and Niall was a little behind us. Other students were making good progress. I noticed Sarah was at the end of the line and shook my head.

Four minutes and twenty seven seconds later, I finished the first round. I was out of breath and my lungs hurt a lot demanding oxygen. I inhaled deeply and willed myself to resume running. Liam was the first to finish the rounds. I don't know how he did it, but I was happy for him. I arrived next, surprisingly Caleb was after me, then Niall and Jack at nearly the same time.

Mr. Malik looked at his watch and announced loudly "fifteen minutes are up." I looked up and saw three students still running their last round. Sarah was one of them. "I see three students are still running. So another round is in store for you guys." Before he could continue his sentence, the three students collapsed on the ground panting loudly and having a hard time controlling their ragged breaths.

"Your physicals are worst than I was fearing. It is your choice either you continue your last round and the additional one or you will receive five strokes from my cane." Mr. Malik spoke sternly.

Sarah and the other two boys looked at each other and met our instructor's eyes. "We will have the cane, Sir." One boy spoke loudly.

Mr. Malik nodded his head and averted his eyes to us. "Line up and start spot jogging." We did as he ordered and started performing the task given to us.

Mr. Malik stood in the front of the other students "bend over and grab your ankles. Stay in position and don't you dare break it." I saw Sarah gulp and obey. Her hands were shaking as she grabbed her ankles. I didn't know why her discomfort annoyed me and formed a knot in my stomach.

Mr. Malik moved behind the first boy and lifted his cane in the air. He brought it with a hard swish on the boy's poor behind. The boy grunted and fought hard to stay in position. Mr. Malik didn't give him enough time to recover and finished the remaining smacks in quick succession. Then he did the same to the second boy who was having a hard time to contain his tears by the end of the canning. Sarah was the last one who received the five lashes from Mr. Malik's cane.

By the time she stood up from the position, tears were running down her face. The canning was so hard and Mr. Malik didn't spare them and used his full force. I was yearning to go to her and comfort her which was confusing to me sonce it never happened before. I was only protective of my family and friends. Mr. Malik offered them each a bottle of water and waited for them to regain their composure before he spoke again. "Form a circle with one meter between each one of you. We will start conditioning for the day."

We did as ordered and waited for further instructions. "Okay, we will start with 50 squats." The whistle blew once again and we started working. The first workout wasn't that hard and all of us did it without a problem. We did three repeats and moved to standing bicycle crunches. We did the same amount. After that the workouts went fairly quick. We repeated each exercise 150 times from flutter kicks, jumping jacks and burpees.

"The last exercise for today is a 2 minutes plank. Each time one of you falls, you will start over." Mr. Malik said as he paced in front of us.

I never thought that I would curse one of my classmates because he fell during a plank exercise. Can you believe we repeated the plank ten times and one of them was after 1 minutes and 57 seconds? I nearly cried at this one. My arms were killing me and lifting my weight was a struggle.

You can hear a sigh of relief and happiness when we lined up and Mr. Malik dismissed us for the day. I dragged my feet along with Liam, Niall and Jack. "Oh god! Your uncle killed us, man." Jack complained.

"You didn't see anything yet buddy. He went easy on you. Didn't he Niall?" Liam laughed and looked at the blond. Niall smiled and nodded "yes, what comes next will be worse mate. Be prepared."

I laughed at their words and shook my hand. That night the hot water in the shower cascading down my back was like heaven. I changed to my sweatpants and a comfy shirt. Then I took a white towel and dried my hair. My muscles were aching and screaming for rest. Fortunately I was a vampire and by tomorrow morning the ache will be gone. I really pitied human students since they will take longer to recover. I plopped on my bed and sighed at the softness of the mattresses. Ten minutes later I was out into a dreamless sleep.

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