Classroom Of Elite Novels & Stories

I soon discovered that Elysium was as much a classroom as it was a playground. On my third evening at the club, Marco ushered me into the main hall with a conspiratorial grin. “Tonight you’re in for a treat,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with a familiar warmth. “Jennifer’s teaching a flogging class.”

I was surprised when Eloisa hit my side so I glanced. “I think there are no students inside?” I asked while observing the classroom. “Your classmates went early and your section is most early!” she answered. “Really? I feel a little bit shy hehehehe” I said in a childish tone. “It’s up to you!” and she went inside to their room. Honestly speaking, this is the worst room ever here because of unpleasant surroundings and uncomfortable. This room is secluded and has been blocked by other building so no air coming inside.

Carey said. I stepped closer, my voice low and sharp. "You swore on your honor as a teacher?" She swallowed hard. "I..." "Tell me," I pressed, "does a real teacher turn a blind eye when a student is bullied? Favor kids based on their parents' wealth? Take bribes to let one child run wild?" Her face went ashen. "I don't know what you're talking about."

That wasn't my impending problem, so who cared. Shopping went by smoothly, and then I headed to Miranda and Cole's school to pick them up. By the time I got there, parents were already picking their children up from school. It was one of the mose prestigious schools in London, specially for the elite. It was literally called 'the Elites.' It's land mass was about five acres of land with an environment well suited to a school. The walls were painted with white paint that looked kind of glossy that it almost glistened in the sun. I could see Cole and Miranda sitting together with two other children. From the looks on their faces, they seemed to be talking about something very important. I walk

=== Class A - Death Princess & Seer Class B - Death Princess & Seer (Double up) Class C - Match Class D - Gambler, Controlled Berserker & Two Shots Class E - Zen, Faceless, Oriole, Impenetrable Shield, Tracer & Scorpion === Liu Feng and Akiko had no complaints, but Killian wanted to cry. “Am I the only one in Class C?” he asked and looked at Zen hopefully. He was the only person who could go through all the deluxe rooms in the building to make them out level by level. Unlike Class A and B that only had ten rooms each, Class had about thirty rooms and three whole floors! Not to mention, the advanced gym and games room were places nobody usually used. Yet, it was huge enough to accommodate at

" Hermm . The boys from the class also handsome and attractive ." " Don't you know ,this class had mostly from the rich and wealthy family . Few also are the young masters . " " So these are the seniors that the whole class enter the top hundred place in exam last year . Five of them are in the top ten . While there are many voices from the crowds , Elina's group walk steadily into the hall and under the first ,second and third year students they take the middle row and sit properly while speaking among them ignoring the whispers about them .

I swallow, giving the class a quick once over. The room is large and rectangular, with rows of wooden desks arranged in perfect symmetry. At the front of the classroom stands the a woman, tall and stern with a sharp glare that seems to cut right through me. The walls are white and bare, sterile in every way, and the board... it's a smartboard. There is only one empty seat, and it is all the way back. A small mercy, thanks to the Goddess.

I muttered some words of prayer to the Moon goddess to save me as she's always done, just as she's saved me from the mass destruction of my Pack years ago, leaving me as the only survivor. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, Mr Clark's cologne filled the office and I walked towards the table. “I received your email sir.” I told him and was surprised at how professional I sounded instead of a helpless shaky voice in trouble. “Yes Miss Smith, please have a seat” He tells me jovialy and I relaxed a bit before sitting down. His office was something made out of rich cedar and splash of silver. That's the thing about Elite Celestial Royal Academy, the school wasn't just beautiful, it wa

A man walked in. He wore a black, button-up shirt, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, he was tall, dark, thick with messy hair, olive toned skin, piercing blue eyes, pointed nose, luscious lips, sexy walk, he walked with grace and possessiveness, that would make any girl want to make him pregnant, lean muscular build and elegant. His presence swallowed the air like smoke. He dropped a leather folder on the table in front of the classroom, slowly looking up. Straight at Elara.

It felt like being at show-and-tell, except Moss was the one introducing Ruby. And some of her fellow students were a wee bit odd. The air in the classroom felt as if it were strangling her; the students were judging her, and at the moment, their verdict seemed very unfavorable. It made Ruby close herself off, and Moss felt it straight away. They hadn't spoken about the scene he walked in on, and a part of Ruby was confused by this too. The happy-go-lucky best friend she'd spent time with almost every day for the past year was gone, and this serious old man, Moss, had taken his place. And as for this being the final class for the day, there wasn't even a teacher in here.