Chapter :7- The End Of The First Day.

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(High school is meant to be a place where students create memories, make new friends, and enjoy their days. But for our students, their very first day came with an unexpected punishment—running like their lives depended on it. One thing was certain: they would never forget this day).

Coach Harris: "Run, run, students! Keep going!"

(One by one, the students completed their rounds. Yuna's group finally finished their ten laps, collapsing onto the grass, gasping for air. Vanessa's group, struggling behind, was nearing the finish. The exhaustion was visible on every face, except for two students who still looked strong—Mason and Amber. The exhaustion was visible on every face, except for two students who still looked strong—Mason and Amber. Their endurance stood out, proving their toughness on the very first day).

Vanessa, panting heavily: "H-Hey… someone… water… I need water!"

Kai noticed her struggling and quickly held out his water bottle. "Here, take it."

Vanessa shot him a disgusted look between her gasps for breath. "You think… I'll drink from your… unhygienic bottle? No way! Chloe, give me yours."

(Chloe immediately handed Vanessa her bottle, and Vanessa drank as if she had been stranded in a desert).

Yuna rolled her eyes and nudged Kai. "Why are you even offering her help?"

Kai shrugged. "I just thought I should help everyone."

Mason scoffed. "She doesn't deserve help."

Ryan, still breathless, nodded. "Yeah… right. Mason, pass your water bottle."

(Mason was about to hand it to Ryan but paused. Instead, he turned and walked toward Hannah. "Are you okay? Hannah Here, drink some water. But take it slow."

Hannah hesitated for a second before accepting the bottle. "T-Thank you, Mason."

Mason looked away, suddenly shy. "It's okay."

Ryan, still lying on the grass, groaned. "H-He ignored me! This boy ignored me! I hate him!"

Yuna chuckled and handed Ryan her bottle. "Here, take mine."

Ryan grabbed it dramatically. "Yuna, you're my savior!"

Just then, Coach Harris' voice echoed across the field. "Alright, students! I trust you've all learned your lesson. No more fighting, understood?"

All students (weakly): "Yes, sir!"

Coach Harris checked his watch. Okey class "Your P.E. period is over. Now, get back to your class. And I don't want to see this nonsense happening again!"

(The students, exhausted and still catching their breath, slowly made their way back inside the school).

Vanessa, wiping sweat from her forehead, mumbled under her breath. "I'll talk to my dad about this… how can someone be this cruel?"

Sasha added, "Right? You're the daughter of the school's biggest trustee! He had no right to punish you like that!"

Chloe agreed. "Sasha is right."

Amber, however, sighed. "Just forget about it, Vanessa. We served our punishment, and it's over. Don't waste your energy on Yuna's group. They don't deserve your attention. They're beneath you."

Vanessa smirked. "You're absolutely right. From now on, I won't waste my time on them. They're out of my league."

(And with that, the tension settled—for now.)

(As the students dragged themselves back into the classroom, their legs aching from the intense punishment, they were met with an unexpected sight—a new teacher waiting for them at the front.

She was a beautiful woman, appearing to be in her 30's, with a warm yet confident presence. Her soft smile eased the tension in the room as she observed the tired faces in front of her.)

Mrs. Collins: "I've been waiting for all of you, but since you didn't come to the art room, I decided to come here instead. Now, everyone, settle down quickly."

(The students hurriedly took their seats, still catching their breath).

Mrs. Collins: "Hello, class! I'm Mrs. Collins, your art teacher. Judging by your exhausted faces, I'm guessing Coach Harris gave you all quite the workout today. He can be a bit cold-hearted sometimes, but he's a good man. You just have to understand him."

(Some students groaned in response, while others chuckled weakly.)

Mrs. Collins: "I know you're all worn out, so I won't make you do any work today. Instead, we'll just stay here and relax. Also, for those who aren't interested in arts and crafts, you have the option to take music instead. If you want to switch, let me know."

(The class murmured in response, some looking relieved that they wouldn't have to do anything exhausting, while others seemed intrigued by the mention of music class).

Yuna leaned over to kai . "At least we're getting a break after all that running…"

Kai nodded, still sipping water from he's bottle.

Vanessa, on the other hand, was more focused on fixing her hair and adjusting her uniform. She whispered to Amber, "Ugh, art? So childish. Maybe I should just switch to music. I don't have time for painting nonsense."

Chloe smirked. "Yeah, art class sounds boring."

Meanwhile, Mason sat back in his chair, his arms crossed. "Art could be fun. It's better than singing song, at least."

Ryan, still recovering from exhaustion, leaned on his desk dramatically. "Can we just sleep instead?"

(Mason chuckle to see Ryan exhausted face).

Mrs. Collins clapped her hands together. "Alright, before we decide anything, let's have a little introduction session and tell me about your hobbies also I want to know my students better.

Let's start with…" She scanned the room, her eyes landing on the nearest student. "You! Go ahead and introduce yourself!"

Student 1: "Uh… I'm Ethan. I like reading books and… um, sometimes I sketch, but I'm not really good at it."

Mrs. Collins: "That's wonderful, Noah! Art isn't about being good or bad—it's about expressing yourself. Keep sketching!"

(Noah nodded shyly).

(Next was a cheerful-looking girl).

Student 2: "Hi! I'm Isabella, and I love painting! I mostly paint flowers and landscapes."

Mrs. Collins: "That's amazing, Isabella! I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun in class."

(The introductions continued, each student revealing their interests—some loved music, some liked sports, and some had no interest in either. Then, it was Vanessa turn).

(Then came Vanessa. She flipped her hair dramatically before speaking).

Vanessa: "I'm Vanessa, and I have no interest in arts or crafts. I prefer music."

(Mrs. Collins raised an eyebrow but kept her friendly tone) .

Mrs. Collins: "That's alright, Vanessa. Music is an art too. Maybe you'll find inspiration in unexpected ways."

(Vanessa rolled her eyes slightly but said nothing) .

(Now it was Hannah trun She stood up confidently).

Hannah: "Um… I'm Hannah, and I love art and drawing. It's my favorite thing to do and I like sketching portraits and nature.

(Mrs. Collins' eyes lit up with excitement).

Mrs. Collins: "That's wonderful, Hannah! Art is a beautiful way to express emotions and tell stories. I'd love to see some of your sketches sometime."

{Hannah blushed slightly and nodded}.

Hannah smiled shyly. Meanwhile, Vanessa rolled her eyes and whispered to Chloe, "Of course, the quiet clumsy girl loves drawing."

(Chloe giggled but didn't say anything).

Meanwhile, Mason glanced at Hannah with curiosity. "Wow, she really likes this stuff," he thought.

Then , Next was Mason

Mason: "Mason. I'm into sports, but I can try art."

Mrs. Collins: "Sports and art—two very different worlds! Maybe you'll surprise yourself, Mason."

{Mason just nodded}.

(Then, it was Yuna's turn She stood up confidently) .

Yuna: "I'm Yuna, and I enjoy reading and writing. Art is nice, but I'm not great at it."

Mrs. Collins: "Writing is an art too, Yuna! Maybe you'll find a new passion here."

(Yuna smiled slightly and sat down).

(As the introductions wrapped up, Mrs. Collins clapped her hands together again).

Mrs. Collins: "Well, it's wonderful meeting all of you! Whether you're here for art or music, I hope you enjoy expressing yourselves creatively. Now, let's do something simple. Take out your notebooks and draw anything you feel like. It doesn't have to be perfect—just let your imagination flow!"

(Some students groaned, while others looked excited).

Ryan sighed, looking at he's blank page. "What should I even draw?"

Mason glanced at him and smirked. "A sleeping humans, maybe? Since you love sleeping?" (He chuckle)

Ryan nudged him playfully. "And you? A football?"

Mason laughed. "Maybe."

Meanwhile, Vanessa leaned back in her seat, twirling her pencil. "This is a waste of time," she muttered.

Luca's, who was sitting nearby, smiled at her. "You could draw yourself, Vanessa. You love looking at yourself anyway."

Vanessa shot him a glare. "Shut up, loser."

(Lucas just chuckled, clearly amused).

(And so, the class continued, with each student lost in their own thoughts, their pencils moving across their pages—whether eagerly or reluctantly).

TWENTY MINUTES LATER,

Mrs. Collins clapped her hands again. "Alright, class! Time to see what you've created."

She walked around the room, stopping at each desk to examine their drawings.

"Nice work," she commented to a few students.

When she reached Vanessa's desk, she tilted her head. "What have you drawn?"

Vanessa smirked. "A butterfly."

Mrs. Collins frowned slightly. "It… doesn't quite look like one. You might want to work on it a bit more."

Vanessa's smile faltered, and she crossed her arms.

(All class whisper and chuckling).

Mrs. Collins : silence class..

Then Mrs. Collins moved to Chloe's desk next. "This is good, Chloe. Keep it up."

(She then approached Mason and Ryan's desks) .

Mason showed his drawing, and Mrs. Collins smiled. "Nice work, Mason! You're quite talented."

Mason grinned. "Thank you, ma'am."

Ryan showed his drawing next, and Mrs. Collins gave a polite nod. "It's okay. You can improve with practice."

(Finally, she arrived at Hannah's desk. As soon as she saw Hannah's drawing, her face lit up) .

"This is amazing! You have real talent, Hannah. Keep up the great work!"

Hannah blushed and smiled. "Thank you, ma'am."

(Mrs. Collins gave an approving nod and moved on).

At Kai's desk, she examined his drawing. "It's… okay. You can do better."

Kai sighed dramatically. "I tried my best, ma'am."

Then, she stopped at Yuna's desk.

"This is good, Yuna. You just need a little more practice."

After finishing her review, she turned to address the class. "After seeing all your work, I have to say—Hannah is definitely the most skilled artist in this class."

Vanessa groaned. "Ugh, seriously?"

Chloe whispered, "Vanessa, don't say anything."

(Vanessa rolled her eyes but remained silent).

(Some students chuckled at Vanessa's reaction) .

(Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of class).

Mrs. Collins smiled. "Alright, class. If you want to continue with art, come to the art room tomorrow. If you prefer music, go to the music room. That's all for today."

(The students stood up and thanked her as she exited the room).

(Just as the students were settling down after art class, a deep, commanding voice filled the room).

"Silence, class."

(Everyone turned their heads toward the entrance as a tall, well-dressed man walked in. He had a strict aura, neatly combed brown hair, and sharp eyes that scanned the room with authority).

"I am Mr. Thompson, your Business Studies and Economics teacher. Now, let's begin the class, so no unnecessary talking."

(The room fell completely silent. The students could already tell—this teacher was going to be very strict).

Mr. Thompson placed his books on the desk and glanced at the students : "I assume all of you have studied business and economics before?"

(Some students nodded, while others remained blank-faced) .

"Good. If you haven't, then get ready. Business studies and economics are not just about reading textbooks; they are about understanding how the world works. Everything you buy, everything you sell, and every company you know—it's all connected to business and economics."

He walked toward the board and wrote "Introduction to Business Studies & Economics."

"Now, let's start with the basics. Can anyone tell me what economics means?"

(The class remained quiet for a few seconds until Mason raised his hand).

"Economics is the study of how people use resources and make financial decisions."

Mr. Thompson gave a small nod : "That's correct. It's about making choices—how individuals, businesses, and even governments decide to allocate limited resources."

He then turned to another student : "And what about business studies? What does it cover?"

Ava hesitated before answering : "Um… it's about how businesses run? Like, how they make money?"

Mr. Thompson nodded again : "Partially correct. Business studies focus on how businesses operate, how they manage employees, how they sell products, and how they compete in the market."

He scanned the room before continuing. "Business and economics are everywhere. Every time you buy something, every time a company creates a new product, every time prices go up or down—it's all related."

(The students were slowly getting into the lesson. Even those who weren't initially interested were starting to pay attention).

(As the class continued, Mr. Thompson explained concepts like demand and supply, market competition, and financial management. Unlike other teachers, he didn't just read from the textbook—he used real-life examples, making the lesson engaging and practical).

Halfway through the lesson, he suddenly turned toward the students : "Let's test your knowledge. Imagine you are opening your own business. What kind of business would you start?"

(Some students looked at each other, unsure, but a few raised their hands).

Vanessa smirked : "I'd open a luxury fashion brand, obviously."

Mr. Thompson raised an eyebrow : "Interesting choice. And what would make your brand different from others?"

Vanessa hesitated : "Well… it would be high-end, only for exclusive clients."

Mr. Thompson : "Good. But remember, exclusivity means fewer customers. You'll have to market it well."

He then turned to Yuna, who was scribbling something in her notebook : "What about you?"

Yuna looked up, surprised : "Oh… um, maybe a small café. Something cozy, where people can relax and read."

Mr. Thompson nodded : "A unique atmosphere can attract loyal customers. Good idea."

(Other students shared their ideas—Ryan wanted to start a gaming company, Kai wanted a tech business, and Chloe wanted a beauty brand).

After listening to all their answers, Mr. Thompson smiled slightly : "Business is all about creativity and strategy. If you have a good idea and the right plan, you can turn it into reality."

(The students were surprised—despite his strict personality, Mr. Thompson actually made business sound interesting) .

(Finally, the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day).

Mr. Thompson closed his book : "Alright, class dismissed. We'll continue tomorrow. And remember, business is not just about money—it's about ideas. Think about that."

(As he walked out of the classroom, students exchanged glances).

Ryan stretched. "Whew, that guy is intense, but his class wasn't bad."

Mason smirked. "I actually liked it."

Yuna sighed. "Finally, school is over."

(As the students packed their bags and prepared to leave, one thing was clear—their first day of high school had been anything but ordinary).

(Yuna, Kai, Ryan, Mason, and Hannah walked out of the school together, feeling exhausted yet excited about their eventful first day).

(Just as they stepped outside, their eyes were immediately drawn to an expensive car parked near the school entrance.

It was sleek, luxurious, and obviously not a normal student's ride).

Mason casually walked towards it. "Alright, guys, I'm heading home. See you tomorrow."

(He climbed into the passenger seat, the engine was started, and within seconds, the car sped off smoothly).

(The remaining three stood frozen, their mouths hanging open).

Ryan smirked. "Guys, don't just stand there glaring at the car."

Kai blinked in disbelief. "W-what does his family do?"

Ryan shrugged. "They own a business."

Kai let out a dramatic gasp. "Whoa! He's basically a prince in his world."

Ryan chuckled. "Kind of."

Kai, still in shock, whispered, "That's my dream car…"

Ryan sighed. "Alright, can we stop being statues and start walking?"

(Yuna, Kai, and Hannah quickly shut their mouths, exchanging apologetic looks "Sorry, but… that car was insanely expensive." Yuna admitted.)

Hannah nodded. "I've never seen a student car something like that."

Kai, still mesmerized, whispered, "One day… one day, I'll have that car."

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure. Now, let's go."

{With that, the group continued walking toward their homes, chatting, laughing, and enjoying their time together. Despite the exhausting punishment and strict teachers, their first day of high school was already filled with memories}.

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And this was just the beginning.What awaits them in the next chapter?

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