It was never a surprise that quite a few people found assignments at school relatively difficult, especially if they were on something that they weren't particularly interested in.

For some reason, your high school absolutely adored setting their students essays as assignments and that therefore left you with an ever so lovely history assignment to complete.

The only saving grace was that the students were allowed to pick their area of study.

As a result of your boyfriend Jasper, you knew quite a lot about his time in the civil war and so you were planning to base your essay around that.

Jasper had always freely told you of his past and you constantly admired him for the things he had done, along with what he had overcome.

Whilst you were writing up the conclusion to your essay, Jasper walked into his room and sat down next to you on the small sofa that he had in there.

"What're you doing Darling?"

You smiled as he put his arm around your shoulder. "Just finishing up my history essay. I've got to print it over the weekend and hand it in on Monday."

"What is it on again?"

"Oh, you know, just the civil war," you stated with a small smile on your face.

He chuckled, glancing over at the word document open on your screen and scanning down your work.

You continued to type as he read what you had written but you heard him chuckling away.

"Is this about me?" he questioned, and you could practically hear the smile in his voice.

Closing your laptop screen, you leant forward to place it on the coffee table and then cuddled up to Jasper.

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head as he moved to accommodate you curling up.

"Your stories really helped me," you told him. "You know how much I struggle with history, and with you having told me about this I took the chance to actually write it down and use it."

He smiled at you. "I take it you left out the part about Maria and her whole army?" he quizzed but you knew he was joking.

"Of course, I did," you stated with a slight roll of your eyes. "I don't think my history teacher would take so well to a vampire army created by a confederate major."

He chuckled, shrugging. "Perhaps your English essay then?"

Laughing at his words you nodded. "My creative writing assignment has already been drafted with the talk of vampires in 1863 during the civil war."

"Aren't you just my perfect student?" he stated with a smirk on his face.

You smiled up at him before moving yourself so that you were situated in his lap. "I've never been perfect Jas, you know that."

He shook his head. "You don't see what I see Darling," he mused as he placed his hand on your cheek.

"And that's why I have glasses and you don't."

Your words caused him to laugh and you couldn't help but smile as he laughed. "Vampires don't exactly get poor eyesight Darling."

"Well you guys just have it all fine and dandy don't you," you jokingly muttered to yourself.

Jasper leaned forward to kiss you gently before pulling back to shake his head with a smile. "You'll see what it's like soon enough."

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Written by Hannah.

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