Romans & histoires Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year

Or what I looked like smiling through the nervousness that was nipping at my insides. Soon, the domes arrived, and were uncovered. Papers were put away and the rhythmic sounds of cutlery against glassware filled the room. I caught Eileen stealing glances between us, her expression furrowed the moment our eyes met. Trouble in paradise? They seemed to ask. There was hardly a paradise. But yes, there was trouble. Big trouble. I offered her a little smile, shaking my head in a reassurance I didn't even feel. “How was work today?” I whispered.

Zann rushed inside, only to find the place empty and deathly quiet. My clothes were gone. The familiar kitchenware had vanished. Only a thin layer of dust covered the table. His heart sank. The gnawing feeling finally surged and washed over him. Just then, his assistant rushed over and handed him a package. Zann’s hands trembled as he tore it open. A cold urn came into view. The name Neve Steele burned into his eyes. “No! Impossible!” he roared, flinging the urn to the floor. “She must be throwing a tantrum, trying to scare me!”

Avery was silently shrieking as she gazes upon the interior of the lobby. "Splendid! The designers did an outstanding job this school year!" Aric agreed with his twin, Leath just gave a plain look. In her mind, no matter how regal-looking their school is, it's still a school of rich spoiled brats. Calling them Elites are a bit of an exaggeration

“So, what class are you in? I have yet to look at the class list.” Nonchalantly, Hestia replied, “Class 2-2.” she then heard a gasp from the torah girl. “No, we got separated.” with a sad face, Excami entered the elevator with a pout. “Why, what class are you anyway?” the rookie undercover spy inquired.

she said with a smile before turning around and walking. They stood up and went after her and she took them to a room that looked like a classroom except they were like some manikins around the classroom. "This is gonna be you guys' classroom, actually there are two, the second one is the most advanced. If you pass the exam then you will be promoted to the second class so have your seat everyone" Sunny ordered. They began walking to their seats, Skyler took the front seat and Cynthia took the other seat by her right. Sunny's phone began ringing, she excused herself and stood on one side in the classroom then picked it up.

She responded. Standing in the middle of the classroom and unto her table overlooking the stair-like design on the circular classroom with its tables and chairs divided into four rows. Her smile faded as she gave the Elites her warning stare that created the tension into the air, as the six stances up with their guard for the uncanny warning she sent, yet. “Everyone, I would like you to meet Elite’s seventh member and of the Blood +.”

Evan ordered. The woman nodded. She politely invited Evan and Nathan to go up to the second floor. Once they arrived in front of Ella's room, Bi Diah stood upright in front of the lock, which immediately scanned the woman's face on a small screen. After that, the woman entered the PIN code, then placed her thumb on the screen. Only then did the room open. Evan immediately turned to Nathan, then looked back at Bi Diah. It seemed that Ella had been cautious by giving Bi Diah access, so that if anything happened to her, there would still be someone who could protect the items David was looking for.

“He’s just messing with you, as he does with every one of the women.” “What did he mean by winking at me?” Xin Ran curiously asked. “Is there a hidden meaning to it?” “He’s just playing around,” Janny answered. “I’ll explain more about that tonight.” They walked across the corridor and into a corner where Xin Ran didn’t feel was any different. “Does this place bring any memories to you?” Janny chattered excitedly. “Xue Xue, this is where we would hang out during breaks-” She pointed towards an empty region equipped with a barista coffee machine placed on a long table. A metal dish drainer sat nearby, with mugs of varying sizes hanging to dry. She scouted the drainer till she found two matchi

It was a jumble of shuffling feet, maxed-out voices, giggling, exaggerated laughter, door slams, and murmurs. However, through the conundrum caused by the school bell, which was seen in the hallways and premises, only one class remained gentle, like they didn't hear the bell, which was the favorite of any high school student. Class 2-B. The most disciplined class in the entire school and maybe the whole town. A title that wasn't earned because the students were of their best behavior innately, but was because of the grooming their homeroom teacher, Miss Elis, instilled in them.

I checked my watch and gathered the papers on the table, “It’s almost time for the next meeting with the attorneys.” “Yes, Robert should have the larger conference room ready for us,” he stood up straight and opened the door waiting for me. As we entered the second conference room, there was coffee, sodas and waters arranged in the center of the table with agendas waiting for everyone. Neil was the first to walk in. “Tessa, how are you adjusting?” he asked and brushed by me closely, grabbing a coffee. “Great, thank you for asking. You are...Neil, right?” “I knew you would remember me,” he said in his cocky manner as he again looked me up and down.