Chapter 2

Author's POV

"You will take us to meet your principal, right?" Eden asked, his piercing blue eyes locking onto Pearl's, his chiseled features radiating confidence.

Pearl nodded, still staring at the three of them in awe, her bright blue eyes wide with wonder. Her long, curly brown hair bounced with each movement.

"What did she say?" Kyle asked Eden, his sapphire eyes crinkling at the corners.

"She said she would take us there," Eden replied, his lips curving into a reassuring smile.

"Then let's get going, why are we still standing doing nothing?" Nathan blurted, his emerald eyes flashing with impatience. His sharp jawline tensed.

"Don't mind my brother, he's a little bit impatient," Kyle said, smiling warmly at Pearl. "He's very excited to start school activities." His golden hair gleamed in the fluorescent lighting.

Kyle stretched out his hand to Pearl for a handshake. "My name is Kyle, this is Eden, and that's Nathan," he introduced.

Eden glanced a charming smile at Pearl, while Nathan remained stoic.

"I'm Pearl," she said, shaking Kyle's hand while smiling awkwardly.

Their "father," chimed in. "And I'm their father, my name is—"

Kyle swiftly cut him off.

"She doesn't need to know your name...Dad," Kyle said, his tone laced with annoyance, his smile faltering.

The man smiled sillily.

"Ain't my kids just so handsome?" he said, staring at Pearl.

Pearl smiled politely, her cheeks flushing.

"Please, can we go to the principal's office already?" Nathan urged.

"Sorry...Follow me," Pearl said, leading them down the hallway lined with vibrant posters.

As they walked, the sounds of student chatter and locker clangs filled the air.

Pearl stopped in front of a wooden door with a bronze plaque reading "Principal's Office."

"So, that's the principal's office," she said. "Mr. Benson is the principal's name; I thought you'd like to know."

Her eyes darted between the trio, her smile wavering.:

"Thanks, Pearl, for your time," Kyle said, his sapphire eyes sparkling with gratitude. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a wallet and extracting some crisp dollar bills. His chiseled features softened with a warm smile.

"What are you doing?" Pearl asked, confusion etched on her face. Her eyebrows furrowed.

"I want to repay you," Kyle explained.

"That won't be necessary," Pearl protested. "It's nothing... I just showed you directions to the principal's office. Anyone could do that."

Kyle's smile persisted, his lips curving upward. "Alright, then I'm indebted to you."

Pearl's cheeks flushed as she smiled awkwardly. Her bright blue eyes darted between Kyle, Eden, and Nathan.

"Okay... I'll be leaving now," she said, but her legs remained rooted to the spot.

She was still in awe of their otherworldly beauty and demeanor, which differed vastly from the regular teenage boys she knew. Their heavenly features and captivating gazes left her spellbound.

As she stood there, she couldn't shake the feeling that their eyes changed colors, shifting like the hues of a sunset.

Eden's piercing blue eyes seemed to gleam with amusement, while Nathan's emerald eyes narrowed slightly. Kyle's sapphire eyes crinkled at the corners.

Pearl remained frozen until they entered the principal's office. Just as the door swung shut, Eden turned and glanced back at her, his lips curling into a charming smile.

The door closed, and Pearl felt a tingling sensation in her stomach, as if butterflies danced within her.

The empty hallway seemed quieter, the fluorescent lights humming above.:

A few minutes later, I forced myself to walk away from the principal's office, leaving behind the captivating trio. Their chiseled features and piercing gazes still lingered in my mind.

I strolled down the hallway, lined with vibrant posters and colorful student artwork, and stopped at my locker. The metallic clang echoed through the corridor as I opened it.

Inside, I pulled out a worn leather journal containing my school schedule. Flipping through the pages, I reviewed my classes: English with Mr. Daniel, followed by biology and chemistry before the noon break.

I already knew this information by heart, but I liked to double-check.

As I closed my locker, the sound of chatter and laughter filled the air, mingling with the scent of freshly waxed floors.

I headed to the English classroom, room 204, located in the east wing of the school. The sign on the door read "Welcome to English Class" in bold, cursive letters.

Upon entering, I was greeted by the familiar faces of my classmates, their conversations buzzing like a gentle hum. More than half the class was already filled, but Mr. Daniel, our handsome teacher, wasn't in yet.

He was known for his punctuality, always arriving just a minute before class.

I exchanged quick hellos with nearby classmates, their smiles and waves welcoming.

My best friend, Nelly, caught my attention, waving enthusiastically from the middle row. Her bright smile and sparkling brown eyes shone.

She always saved me a seat, and I appreciated her thoughtfulness.

As I sat beside her, Nelly's eyes sparkled with excitement, her curly blonde hair bobbing. By her facial expression I can tell she has a million and one thing to say.:

"My God, Pearl! I saw the most beautiful boys I've ever seen in my life today in the hallway," Nelly exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement, her plump lips parted in awe.

Her curly blonde hair bounced as she leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You mean Eden, Kyle, and Nathan?" I replied, a hint of amusement dancing on my lips.

Nelly's expression transformed into shock, her massive brown eyes widening like saucers. Her perfectly shaped eyebrows arched.

"How in hell's name do you know their names?" she mouthed, her voice trembling with curiosity.

I chuckled at Nelly's antics, familiar with her dramatic flair.

Nelly's face scrunched up, her nose crinkling. "You know their names? H...How do you know their names?" she muttered.

I smiled mischievously, knowing I held the reins.

"Well, we're friends," I said, intentionally fueling Nelly's curiosity.

"FRIENDS!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the classroom.

The entire class turned, their faces a mix of curiosity and amusement.

I covered Nelly's mouth with my hand, laughing. "Keep your voice down, will you?"

Nelly nodded, her cheeks flushing. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry. Tell me more, please, please, please," she begged.

Her eyes sparkled, and she made an odd, pleading face, her lips pursed.

I wanted to relieve her from her misery, but before I could confess, Mr. Daniel, our English teacher, walked into the classroom.

He wore his signature big, round glasses, reminiscent of Clark Kent. His chiseled features and strong jawline commanded attention.:

"Good morning, everyone," Mr. Daniel greeted hurriedly, his usual calm demeanor slightly ruffled. His bright, inquisitive eyes scanned the room.

Mr. Daniel's strong jawline and chiseled features, framed by his neatly trimmed beard, seemed tense.

"Good day, Mr. Daniel," the class replied in a chorus, though slightly disorganized, causing a brief murmur.

The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the dust particles dancing in the air.

Mr. Daniel didn't seem to mind the commotion. He walked briskly to the whiteboard, his long strides devouring the distance.

"Can someone please remind me what we discussed in our last class?" he asked.

Before anyone could respond, he swiftly continued, "Anyways, don't bother."

His words cut through the chatter, and the class fell silent.

"We will be moving into a new topic, which is..." Mr. Daniel's voice trailed off as he began writing on the whiteboard.

Meanwhile, Nelly was relentless in her questioning, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"So, tell me how, when, and why you know them?" she whispered urgently.

Her perfectly shaped eyebrows arched, and her lips pursed.

I rolled my eyes good-naturedly, familiar with Nelly's dramatic flair.

Her question didn't make sense, but I knew she was already smitten with the three brothers.

I couldn't blame her; I, too, was captivated.

Eden's piercing blue eyes, Kyle's captivating smile, and Nathan's brooding gaze lingered in my mind.

Was I crushing on one of them? I wasn't sure, but I knew I was fascinated.

Nelly's gaze didn't waver, her brown eyes locked onto mine.

"Come on, Pearl, spill," she mouthed silently.

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"I will tell you about them later on; can't you see that a teacher is in the class?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over Mr. Daniel's rapid-fire speech.

Nelly's bright brown eyes, fringed with thick lashes, sparkled with persistence. Her lips, painted a subtle pink, pursed.

"Later, girl! Are you not noticing anything different about Mr. Daniel?" I asked, attempting to divert her attention.

Nelly's gaze shifted to Mr. Daniel, who stood at the front of the classroom, his eyes scanning the room behind his signature round glasses. His chiseled features seemed tense.

"I don't notice anything different," Nelly replied, her voice laced with distraction.

My jaw dropped in surprise. "You don't notice that he's stopped being an English teacher overnight and turned into a hip-hop rapper?" I asked, incredulous.

Nelly's expression transformed into one of confusion, her eyebrows furrowing.

Suddenly, the classroom fell silent, as if an unseen force had sucked the air out of the room. Nelly's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped.

I followed her gaze to the entrance door, where Kyle, Eden, and Nathan stood, their presence commanding attention.

Kyle's sapphire eyes sparkled, his chiseled features radiating confidence. Eden's piercing blue eyes gleamed, his sharp jawline accentuating his captivating smile. Nathan's emerald eyes narrowed slightly, his angular face intense.

The classroom seemed to shrink, the air thickening with anticipation.

Gosh! These boys are really beautiful! I thought, my heart skipping a beat.

The entire class seemed entranced, their faces a picture of awe.

Nathan's 

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As we walked into the classroom, I was immediately hit with the intoxicating scent of fresh blood flowing through the veins of the young teenage students. Ahh, tempting.

The students' faces, a picture of innocence and curiosity, froze as they stared at us. Their eyes, wide with wonder, seemed to bore into our skin.

Goshhhhhh... This whole thing is just so, so stupid! How are we supposed to blend in if they keep staring at us like we're some kind of freaks? It would only draw attention to us. I'd rather suck ten students dry before we're able to blend in in this freaking school.

Everyone was staring at us in amazement and adoration, their faces a mix of awe and fascination. But one person was staring at us with anger - the teacher. His eyes, a deep, piercing brown, narrowed into slits. His strong jawline tensed, accentuating his sharp features.

I wonder what his problem is with us? He walked towards us, his long strides devouring the distance. He whispered something into Eden's ear in a low tone, but I heard what he said, my vampire hearing picking up even the slightest sounds.

"You ain't welcome here, you three are not welcome here, your kind isn't welcome here," he hissed, his voice laced with venom.

After uttering those words, he glared at us, his eyes flashing with hostility. Then, he turned and walked out of the classroom, leaving us stunned.

My God! He knows what we are. He knows we're vampires! How does he know this? Who is he?...