Class 1 B Novels & Stories

She abruptly halted and glanced at Celestin with her eyes almost popping out of their sockets. "Oh my goodness Celestin! You're so cool!" Of course, Blair would be shocked. Because the class that a student can go to is based on his or her ranking. For example, A-ranks go to Section A, which usually reaches one hundred therefore, was divided into two sections 1 and 2. The system is the same in other ranks, they go to the same section as their ranks. And in Ilias, there are six classes. Year 1 for freshmen to Year 6 for graduating students.

I imagined the humans were servants doing their errands. I stood in the back thinking to myself. I was going to a new school. My first school and I was excited. I did not know what this school looked like but it had to be better than being at home. The doors opened, and I saw the hallway leading to my future. There were red lockers going down a white brick wall. There were several doors going down the hallway. Each door had a grade above it, saying grades kindergarten through 6th with a letter behind each grade. I wondered how the classes work. Did each grade have only one teacher? Blake waved goodbye to me as I stepped into the hall. I looked for the first grade door. There were 5 different

So today was the busiest day since Nicole came to this school. Stanley was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, coming up to congratulate Nicole at seeing her come to the meeting on behalf of Class B of eleventh grade.

Number Twelve Institution's current level of teaching was already at the peak in Drakonia's education industry. It was no easy feat to increase their students' grades by thirty percent. "It's not a matter of confidence. Objectively speaking, it's simply an impossible task," Stephano said in a deep voice. "What do you mean by that?" Frederick looked at him confusedly. "You probably don't know this yet, but Number Twelve Institution is divided into classes of three different grades, namely A, B, and C. Class A, or the top class, has students that never lose more than ten percent of the total score on each exam. Class B, on the other hand, has students that never lose more than twenty percent o

I said and he chuckled . " No fighting okay ,I've told you time in Again that fighting is a very bad habit ...I don't wanna hear any complains from your teacher " I said and he smiled . " I'm a good boy " he said and I rolled my eyes . " Allow me to be the judge of that " I said and heard someone call my name . " Miss Esposito " someone called and I smiled at her , It was Red's Class teacher . " miss Devon ..how are you ? I asked and she frowned .

Starting from the first floor, is Class C-6, C-5 and C-1. Second floor, Class C-4, C-3 and C-2. Third floor, Class B-5, B-4 and B-3. Fourth floor, Class B-2 and B-1. Fifth floor, Class A-4 and A-1. Sixth floor, Class A-3 and A-2. Seventh floor, Class S. Class C-6 had one hundred students, while Class A-1 had thirty students. Excluding those who were already expelled, then there are a total of 987 first-year students.

He doesn't even know where this Class 1A is located considering the many rooms that dwelled in this building. And after countless minutes of aimless walkabout he finally found his class. Class 1A,which read on the wooden part of the transparent door. He emerged into the medium sized class of teenagers most of them 16,17,18 in age. Their distinctive chatter came to an abrupt end at his presence. He didn't bother to even glance at them rather,he walked to his desk dropping his empty note noisily. "The name is Arthur." He announced in a cold manner. His face weren't any different either,he shot icy glare at every single person.

As much as I love it when people are looking at me, I really hate it when they come close. As we walked towards our spot, it seems like there is a boundary between all the students. You can classify them from the way they dress, the things they do, food they eat and etc. If I am going to classify them myself, it will be under 3 classifications - Class A, B, and C. A goes for people like me and those children of powerful and influential persons in the society. That includes me, of course. B goes for average people who are good enough but not that good enough to be considered a Class A, you know? They're... ordinary.

Belle replied with equal sarcasm. I turned away from her and looked toward the entrance, watching students troop into the lab; faces I hadn’t seen in the few hours I’d spent here. I turned back to Belle. “How many grade 12 classes are there?” “Five,” she replied nonchalantly. Before I could respond, she turns to me and adds “Students are divided into the classes based on intelligence. Grade 12 Ruby…” she gestures between me and her “...our class, is the class for the smartest”