Assassination Classroom Principal Novels & Stories

The incident and humiliation are as fresh in my head as yesterday because my nightmare didn't let them turn old. Dead silence welcome my ears the moment principal sir entered the cafeteria. Later on, some gasp and giggles of girls followed. Few students greet the principal sir while he requests them to sit and have their food. I didn't dare to look up for a single second just silently tailed behind the principal sir like a lost puppy.

’ Trestan said in his mind. Teachers and school guards were running toward the classroom. Some of Trestan’s classmates were crying ‘coz the student who was allegedly killed is the blonde guy named Wilton. “Everyone! Get back to your classrooms.” The principal shouted ‘coz many students from different buildings and floors went there and got intrigued by the incident. The police arrived after minutes, and Blair talked to his uncle while Trestan was just watching them. The blonde guy’s neck was cut and fresh blood was still flowing, as if it just happened a moment ago.

He looked down as if depressed about something. I felt like shouting that he should speak up already and that I was too hungry to keep standing here. A woman walked up from behind him and layed one hand on his shoulder, encouraging him to speak on. The principal faced all the students once more and started to speak. "I called this assembly to give a very sad news to us all." The principal said. "We had lost one of our teachers just this morning." He said and paused. Every one of the students whispered amongst themselves. Everyone was wondering who it was.

I looked back and saw Valencia glaring at the teacher, but looked away when she saw me looking at her. I was just going to sit down, when the door of the classroom opened revealing the principal. He came into the classroom and looked around until he found me and Noah. “Aaron and Noah, come to my office now.” He announced it strictly. I gulped down in fear, as did Noah. “Ms. Cruz?” Principal says in surprise, watching Valencia walking towards him. “Oh, principal, I want to talk about something. Do you have time?” Valencia said, standing in front of him.

“I was scared, Yolo. He’d threatened me and my whole family about the power that he has. H—He mentioned about a certain secret society and I know he wasn’t joking because almost every day I see prying eyes around me.” Yolo clenched his fist as he listened to Marie’s testimony. “I’m just afraid he’ll do something bad to you if he finds out and—and I’m scared for Steffy as well.” Yolo drew a smirk then replied, “He’ll never know who I was.” ∞≠∞ The next morning, everybody was stunned when the local news reported the demise of the school principal of Libangon National High. Tiffany was eating breakfast along with Elizabeth and George when the television showed the report. The television was fla

Anderson's POV "I'm sure that's why the principal asked her to follow him to his office," a girl said loudly as soon as my mate stepped out with the principal. "Yeah, you are probably right. He must have heard the news," another girl sitting next to her replied, nodding in agreement. The classroom buzzed to life as the noise grew louder, like a storm brewing as students gathered into clusters. "I knew it! She hasn’t changed. She's still the same murderer she's always been," a girl near the window sneered.

he explained to me. I was nervous, then I told her about our principal, and he made eye contact with me. "Are you sure enough that it was a homicide, Ash?" he asked and I nodded. "Yes, I am certain, don't you think it was strange that she got a panicked attack too suddenly?" I answered. "And why would he kill that principal?" he asked again. "Because Mrs. Akitson kicked me out and it hurts me which the guy man and killed her," I said, I knew I was stupid to say that, but he needed hints and I needed justice, all I can do was to help him, in order to solve this.

I bet my kidney that it belongs to the scar faced hunter. I hear a small laughter. “Of course not, it's not like I'm entirely happy to invite you to my office either.” That's the principal's voice. One thing is certain, she's brave, talking to the menacing hunter in that tone. It's basically four to one and there's no hint of fear in her voice. “Then stop the small talk and go straight to the point,” the cold voice commands. The principal seems to comply. “We've received evidence that one of your boys was responsible for the death of a student, Alyssa. I allowed you here because you assured us that there's a threat within the school, not to kill innocent students.”

Five minutes earlier, the principal had been brazen and defiant. I leaned against the door while the children inside the classroom continued to play, completely unaware of my presence. Only the two female teachers watched me with fear in their eyes. Outside, the principal kept pounding on the door, snapping, "What are you trying to do? Your daughter's disappearance has nothing to do with me! Open up, school's almost over!" I frowned, took an assembled firearm from my pocket, and fired once over her head without a word.

"The other teachers were sent to a state meeting yesterday. Only you and Yvonne were at school. Yvonne is gentle, well-mannered, and studious—she doesn't look like the sort of person who would do this. You must have beaten the students and threatened them into silence to cover up that you killed Ethan. Yvonne's health is poor enough already; stop slandering her." He nailed me to his words as if they were facts, and the parents surged forward, tearing at my clothes and pulling my hair. Before he left, the principal shut the door and stared at me amid the chaos. "Let them vent. Once they've had their say, it won't be taken further up." My head had been struck so hard that I blacked out. In a h