Class 1 B Novels & Stories

Psyche! "I-I see, I'm glad you're happy." Miss Arlert replied with a forced smile then opened the book she was holding. "Anyway, before we start our class, I'll remind you once again that the exams are coming up within a month. As the Class-A of the 11th grade, I hope you're all studying hard to get high grades. I believe that each and everyone of you can do even better, you just have to put your mind into it!" Miss Arlert seemed like a kindergarten teacher if you didn't know she's the homeroom of Sage Academy's Class-A's 11th Grade. She has this approachable and innocent vibe to her, she's really sweet, no wonder a lot of students and teachers ask her out.

And then when they reached 1 foot away from the seniors, they stopped. A red-haired gentleman stood forward and scrambled the piece of papers in his hand. He coughed, and spoke; "Today is the first day of school, and we seniors will introduce the rooms dedicated for the three groups in CLASS 1- FURIES." Another senior continued; "Without further ado, let's start the tour around the school."

Whispering on my ear, I have a sensitive okay? He is dragging me inside our building and I let to do so but my eyes are still on the library. Matthew and I are classmates so we enter the same classroom. He let go of my hand once we reach the destination and we sat at out assigned seats. We are not seatmates because our teachers arranges us alphabetically so yeah, He is “s” and I am “p” we are far to each other. But since I enter this class I can feel that someone is looking at me. I just ignored it and the teacher came then she started her class with us.

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.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it. Why did all the pretty girls go to Class A?" Britney said proudly, "That's because I'm the only one who's pretty in Class B." ****************

As they approached one of the boards, they noticed a group of students gathered around it. After waiting patiently for their turn, Taylor scanned the list for her name, only to find that their class, Class 5, had been divided into four separate classes: A, B, C, and D. This was an effort to reduce the number of students in each class, making it easier for teachers to manage and for students to learn effectively. As Taylor searched the Class A list for her name, she couldn't find it, which left her feeling a bit disappointed. However, her spirits were lifted when she eventually found her name on the Class B list.

she replied and closed her locker. "Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked as she flipped her phone close and out it in her backpack before closing the zip and balancing her backpack on her back. "Yeah, the building is new, so I am lost as to which floor I can find class BSC 7." Rose said and Alice raised her eyebrows. "It's on the first floor," she said smoothing the front of her shirt. "Thanks, this timetable was giving me a hard time." "You are welcome. Every floor has six classes each that's how you can tell," she explained. "I am going there actually."

She found her way to the administration office and she made her payments and she is officially a student of Alice highschool. A teacher showed her to her classroom and she found an empty seat. She hopes that she get into the same class as Anika and Ariana. In Alice high school, students are placed in different classrooms according to their grades. The group of students that score fifty percent and above in all the subjects are placed in class A and are known as the intelligent ones. Except for Students alumni with bad grades are permitted to stay in that classroom. The students whose grades are from forty are placed in class B and students who score thirty percent downward are placed in clas

“But since we got to Basic 6, the class population increase and they divide the class into two arms, A and B. That was when things changed.” “Changed as how?” Ayo asked, not minding the English this time around. “That class I know is still a funny one.” “No, not in that way,” Bukky replied. “Class 6A was progressing academically while 6B academic performance was deteriorating.” “And you were in?”

I feel like this little friend bubble we have been in for the last 12 hours is about to break. “How many more classes are we talking?” Sam leans back to look at me. “I am slowly dying from lack of food here.” “You should have eaten before we came, like a normal person.” Sierra laughs at him. “I was unaware of the team breakfast at the beta house to satisfy the ridiculous amount of exercise I would be subjected to today. How many more Little Bit? If you’re here, then we’re here so you can stop making us look pathetic.” He laughs. “The next class is a basics class for beginners and non-warriors just to stay sharp and in shape. It’s less intense than the rest of the training, but I think it’s