Novelas y relatos de After Class

Please don't go. She left. As we walked, Zoe talked, "There's a class A, B and C. I don't know which one the school would put you in, although I'm guessing a C. So you'll stay at B until they decide what to do with you. " How rude.

I shrugged, "That I'm not really sure." "2 days from today." Jeffrey said and I gulped. "OH. MY. GOD." Thalia and Lalaine squealed. "I wish the best luck for you guys." Thalia said. "Oh and I need your number." Lalaine said, giving me her phone. "Me too." everyone said and I typed in my number. The bell rang and everyone quickly finished up. "What do I do after lunch?" I asked Jeffrey. "In the afternoon, you have class." Jeffrey said.

he responded accommodatingly. "Good night, Dad. Thank you, again. See you tomorrow morning. Bye," I answered back, and I pecked a kiss on his both cheeks to thank him before I close the door of my room. I hope not see him tomorrow morning. What a total jackass he is. To be continued...

“You’ve earned it…Don’t waste the opportunity.” “I won’t.” A few classmates looked at Ava with admiration, while others congratulated her again. Even those who had once seen her as competition no longer felt jealous. Her hard work had been impossible to ignore. After another few minutes, the instructor dismissed the class. “That’s all for today…Enjoy the rest of your afternoon.” “And I’ll see every one of you tomorrow.” The students slowly began gathering their bags. Instead of rushing home, many remained inside the classroom, taking photographs together.

My sister had sharp eyes and found the letter under the old pillow. Dad wiped away his tears and unfolded the paper with trembling hands. "Mom, Dad, and Heidi. By the time you see this letter, the countdown should have ended. I'm so happy I get to live with all of you. Thank you for your hard work in the last 18 years. I hope we can still be a family in my next life! Oh, right, use the money in the piggy bank to buy a toy for Heidi! Consider it an early birthday gift."

The exam scores were out, and naturally, my classmates did not perform as well as they did in their previous lives, having missed one of the tests. The impact of missing one test was enough to drop the quality of the college that someone could have gone to by a tier or two. Many of my classmates would end up either in vocational schools or go straight to work in construction sites or factories. "It's okay. Like I said, it's all in the past. After tasting the sweetness of Nina's lollipop, you can now taste the bitter hardship of life." I didn't accept their apologies. I walked straight into the mansion, treating them as insignificant pedestrians.

"What time ba class mo?" There was a short pause. "8 A.M."A complete lie. His class was also at 9.But he didn't want her to leave earlier alone. Audrae nodded."Sure."She adjusted her seatbelt."Traffic din naman. I'll call or text me na lang tomorrow." Kenji immediately smiled."Sige. Thank you." He stepped out of the car. Then before closing the door, he added—"After class ha. Kita tayo." Audrae looked at him then laughed softly."Sure. Text me."

“Alright, then, that would be the end of today's class. We'll be dealing with the other topic in our next class.” The female professor standing in the middle of the hall shut his textbook and headed out of the class. Students began to rise to their feet and head out of the class. Arthur, who has been standing by the door since the beginning of the class, stepped into the hall and advanced towards Ana, who also rose to her feet. School for the day was officially over, and it was now time to go.

Philipa stiffened. Draven, who was leaning casually against a desk, lifted his head sharply. A low growl rolled from his throat. Instantly, the laughter died. The teacher sighed lightly, clearly used to such scenes. “You must be confused about the classroom numbering,” he said calmly, looking at Philipa. “That happens often with new students. This is Class A—for advanced senior students.”He pointed toward the door.“Newbies attend Class D. You should head there.” Relief flooded her chest.“I—yes, sir,” she said quickly. “Thank you very much.”

Satisfied, I said, “Sit down. And put that phone away.” He dropped back into his seat with a grumble. I walked back to the front of the class, glancing briefly at Clara. She still looked shocked about what happened, but there was a faint trace of gratitude in her eyes as she looked at me. I continued with the rest of the class until the lecture was over. “Class dismissed,” I said when it was 2 p.m. “Don’t forget to read chapter twelve of your textbook for Friday. There’ll be an assessment.”