Novel & Cerita Classroom 1b

And just as I thought, there aren't that many students in the hallway as of now. I hid a smile as I went to the fourth floor for my class. In this academy, each year level has its own respective classroom. Sort of like in Asian movies where each class is separated by their grade and year level. And each level is divided into 3 sections: A, B, and C. Section A is where most of the smart kids are. The room basically consists of nerds. But there are also kids who aren't that smart but are responsible enough to get a good grade.

, She smiled warmly at the man behind the desk. “Hello, Miss Graves. It’s lovely to meet you. Here is your pass and schedule and a map of the school”, he handed her the items and she fixed the pass around her neck. Her classroom would be on the second floor, building A. The complex was so large it was split into four different building - all of them connected only by the large square courtyard in the middle. Her classroom wasn’t difficult to find, however she was surprised by its size. There had to be around forty desks in the room. The walls were empty of any work for the new year starting.

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.

The second part had the administrative office, staffroom, nurse's office and meeting hall from bottom to top. The second building was where every home room belonged. Every senior class was divided into section A, B, C and D. A belonged to the Science students, B to the Commercial, C to the Art and D to the Technical students. For the lower level, they were divided into only A and B. A was for the smart kids and B was designated for those who found it difficult to grasp quickly. Isabelle didn't agree with such arrangement, though it was a good way to be able to focus more on the latter. This sometimes led to stigmatisation and low self-esteem.

Bianca arrived at the yoga studio, Mary was directing the workers to move a huge Guanyin with dripping water into the newly renovated hot yoga room. She had arranged for a photographer to take promotional photos of the yoga instructors, and the agreed time was approaching. Bianca walked up to Mary and gently called out, "Mary." Mary turned around and saw Bianca, immediately putting on a kind smile and saying, "Bianca, you're here so early. You came just in time. What do you think of our new classroom?" Bianca then carefully looked at the classroom. The decoration of the classroom was simple and unique, with mirrors on the front and back walls, and a full-length glass wall on the outer side.

“12 PM sharp.” ≈≈≈ Harold was beginning to get a hang of how the class buildings were arranged or rather, he was creating a pattern with which he could remember the locations of the classrooms and the potential lectures that could be held in them. Citadels A to H were located in the ‘Generals’ Building and only regular lectures were allowed in there—for everyone regardless of their specie, and the subjects ranged from Mathematics to Geography, Physics, Chemistry, Philosophy and the rest.

One wrong glance too long, and Betha would have all the suspicion in the world. The large bell above the entrance rang twice, and the crowd began to move toward their respective classrooms. Layla and Larson followed the group down a corridor lined with arched doorways until they reached theirs. Inside, the classroom was a semicircle of desks facing a raised platform. Shelves of thick, leather-bound books lined the walls, and a map of Arvendale and its allied kingdoms hung at the front.

I hadn’t found a better substitute for ‘I work as a maid in the Erymor House. Once our registration was finally done, Amber led the way to our first lecture. The classroom wasn’t huge, but it was grand in its own way, with ornate mouldings, high ceilings, and tall floor-to-ceiling windows that let in a proper amount of natural light. It looked like it belonged in some ancient library rather than a school. But the number of people inside caught my attention more than the décor. Only twenty. I had expected at least fifty or a hundred. This classroom had the capacity for two hundred students, but no. There were just twenty students, each one looking like they belonged there. I suddenly felt ver

I located the class. Inside, cool air greeted me. The corridors smelled faintly of disinfectant and new paint. I found Room 103. I found the students I met earlier were already inside and new ones. My seat was still reserved. All eyes on me. I summoned courage. I slipped into it, not looking at anyone. The classroom had a large smartboard at the front, clean tables arranged in rows, and posters of human anatomy on the walls. A model skeleton stood in the corner. I placed my folder on the table and glanced around. Most of the students looked. I read their minds swiftly.