Andria's POV
The grass beneath me felt cold and wet as I slowly opened my eyes to the surroundings. The smell of soil, blood, and silver thick in my nose.
I didn't move at first, in fact I couldn't. My body screamed with pain and I could vividly remember what had happened earlier that night.
I blinked up at the stars, disoriented for a second. A soft breeze swept over the lawn, chilling the open lashes on my back. I pushed myself off the floor, the pain almost crippling me for some seconds.
I slowly dragged myself to my room while biting down hard on my cheek to keep myself from screaming.
'No more' I muttered to myself. It was midnight and they had dumped me in the middle of the lawn after savaging my body with the silver whip.
My room; my sanctuary, a dark place I went to escape my misery. I stood in the dark for a moment, leaning against the wall, listening to the silence.
My breaths were shallow and slow, the burns reminding me that I was a vampire raised by werewolves.
I crossed to the old dresser in the corner of the room, each step pulling on torn muscles. My fingers trembled as I reached the drawer button, the second one on the left.
I pulled on it, only to find out that it was stuck just like always. I yanked it open with force and there it was, the folder I had in mind.
It had yellow edges and it was worn around the corners. This was my last secret.
I had stared at this folder countless nights. Wishing, hoping. Never brave enough to act on it but tonight, I didn't feel like a coward anymore.
My hand tightened around the papers as I took in a deep breath.
I gathered my belongings from around the room. Taking my last glance around the room and in the mirror taking a last glance of who I once was before erasing it all, walked towards the door and shut it quietly behind me.
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The academy was surrounded by dense black forests and wetlands. The walls of the academy were built high and painted white with pillars around it like a blend of Gothic and Norse and modern architectural elements.
Inside the academy are arched corridors and ancestral crests. Surrounding the hall are modular eco-buildings with smart-glass walls.
Much to my dismay, the architectural set up of the school was modern and more grandiose than I had imagined.
I thought the school hallways would be dimly lit with silver lanterns, with Ivy creeping over its walls like veins.
I expected something more Gothic and Ancient, but the air here seemed more welcoming than I thought until my eyes met a silver object, more like a towering sculpture of The Argent Sentinel.
It was a 12 ft tall, monolithic statue crafted from pure lunar-forged silver. The aura from the sculpture repels vampires instinctively.
I stared at the statue for a while, a sudden sense of fear crawling up my spine. Something about this sculpture felt off to me, but whatever it was, I couldn't place a finger on it.
It was almost time for classes so I had to hurry to the locker room at the west wing, locate my locker and head to the classroom on time.
The lockers were neatly arranged in rows and columns, with each student's name attached to each locker.
I got to the locker with my name 'Aria Wolfsburn' on it. I had replaced my name 'Andria Falcon' with 'Aria' to hide my true identity.
But that is not the only thing I changed, my hair and eye colour weren't left out. My hair was no longer burgundy but now silver-blue and my eyes were now sea green instead of amber.
Peering inside my locker to find out that the inner walls were painted my best color 'red'. I chuckled, actually flattered by the attention they pay to the details I filled in the form.
I gathered my books and as I turned towards the direction of the classroom, I bumped into something hard, sending my books flying in different directions.
Wait, that was a human?. I thoughtfully asked myself as I slowly looked up to the towering figure that I had bumped into.
"Watch your step, blind freak." He said with a look of disdain written all over his face.
'Wow! what a scumbag, was that how they behaved here?' I muttered to myself with my eyes flipped to the side as I watched his retreating figure.
I got down to gather my book. "My name is Damon." I heard a voice as a hand reached out to help me gather my books that were littered all over the floor, must be the scumbag's friend, I hadn't noticed earlier. I looked up to his emerald gaze.
"What's yours?" He asked with a low smirk on his lips.
"Aria" I answered with my signature icy tone.
"You still read Harry Potter, what generation are you?." He gestured to one of my books in an amused tone, I could see an amused quirky smile curling up at the corner of his lips.
"What is the meaning of that?" I fired back at him. "Keep your irrelevant opinions and questions to yourself" releasing the anger I felt towards his friend . I felt so much better.
I walked into the class luckily before it was time for the first lesson. I was met with stares both friendly and uncomfortable as I walked to the direction of my seat, of course I should be expecting it as a new intake.
Just like the lockers each seat had a tablet with their name scribbled on it, making it easily accessible for me.
I found my seat and took it, glancing around and trying to get my books arranged on the desk.
"New here, huh" I heard a voice on my left side say. I turned to my left just to catch him looking forward.
He had such a mean and composed demeanor. "Are you asking me?" I asked the guy with the name Tristan Belmont on his seat beside me.
"Who else is new here? And I wasn't asking a question I just made a remark. He replied to me in such a cold tone. 'Was this really how the guys here actually behave or was it just the people with the problem?' I mentally screamed.
The rude guy from earlier that day sat across Tristan by the left and I managed to see the name on his desk 'Aven Spade.'
And I saw Damon switch chairs with the sturdy nerd right behind me and I just found it so weird that I was in a class of scumbags.
"Alright, everyone listen up" The prof said as he strode into the class. "We have a new student in our midst so I would like her to introduce herself."
I stood up and walked to the middle of the classroom, "My name is Aria Wolfsburn, I…." I started to introduce myself before some redhead girl interrupted me.
"What a ridiculous name" She said and her friends started laughing. 'Oh well I guess everyone is stupid here, I might as well start calling them out.
"You mean like your ridiculous name 'Tracy'." I said, taking a glance at her table.
Silence washed over the classroom and I can see those dudes smirk and something more sinister appear in their eyes.
" Enough, I'm Professor Garrin Ulfrich and I won't be expecting chaos in my class in this section." He said, directing his glare at the class before looking at me. "See me after class, Miss Wolfsburn".