Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Airi

“You’re real. You want me.” Their bodies moved in frantic rhythm, dress fabric whispering against his suit pants, breath fogging up the tiny glass pane on the door. The slap of skin, the groan of old wood, the hot, slick sounds of betrayal filled the room. Aria’s POV Aria lifted a glass of deep red wine from the passing tray with a poised, deliberate hand—her fingers elegant, her movements smooth as silk. She didn’t sip it. Not yet. Just held it like a weapon.

The images move faster than I can truly process them next, but my hand falls from my mouth, and my jaw drops in awe as I realize that – That she didn’t get married after all, but instead that she ran, that she’s… She’s with Jesse and Rafe, as they attend some kind of military school – dressed up in fatigues, her hair tucked up beneath a cap, looking for anything like…like a boy… “Oh my god,” I mutter, and then I laugh because it just gets stranger after that – Ariel, mixing potions in a chemistry class, her eyes going wide as one goes awry and explodes in front of her – Ariel, an expert sniper, crouching on top of a tower and hitting the bullseye of a target that must be half a mile away – A

Eirika thought being a classroom warrior was not only Marnet Darnald's forte, but he was also good at getting in the pants of his female students apparently and pretending otherwise. Aricel stood at the head of the table and raised his goblet for attention. The room fell silent as he made a speech, praising Arric's nobility and valor, and expressing his gratitude for the honor of hosting him and his wife. The western pack members responded with enthusiastic wolf noises, expressing their welcome.

I said and he nodded before turning to the class. “Class. You heard her. So I’m afraid we’ll have to drop all the normal formalities done when meeting a new person since we’ve wasted enough time waiting. So Class, Once more, I’m Aria. You can just call me Ari. So the first question I’m going to ask is, What can you do with your abilities. Which of your abilities do you rely on most of the time?” He asked and the children all began to reply, at once.

Holy crap! "Ma'am, can I use the restroom for a moment."Aria's voice came as an intermission, and I almost bumped my fist in the air when I saw her turned away from me and face her. After successfully putting the notebook away, I released a breath. I heard her give Aria the permission and just like it came, Mrs Jones was back at the front of the class and rambling on as usual. Fifteen minutes later, class was finally over. Thank heavens! And it shouldn't be a surprise the first two person to whizz out of class was Aria and I.

Ariana asked with a grim smile. "Unbeatable as always," He said before she sat beside her. Ariana hadn't realised but half of the seats were now occupied. "How have you been?" Zion asked. "I have been okay and you?" Ariana asked. Zion had been her classmates from highschool. He had always been the one to top the class followed by Ariana. After highschool they had lost their contacts. "You've grown a moustache and a beard," Ariana said as she held the hair on his face. She felt like a teenager once again.

he urged, if there's one thing he doesn't like is missing class while in school, that's why he always emerge the best student of the school, he's just so good in everything he does add to the fact that he's so handsome, what girl wouldn't love him? * "She's coming our way" Derrick whispered excitedly and Aires looked up to indeed see Celine coming their way, his heart did a little flip-flop but he quickly rein it in, he was always known to be aloof and cold and he liked to keep up the facade, she stopped right in front of him, damn, she's more beautiful in real life than in screen, his palm immediately grew sweaty and he was aware that other students had suddenly formed a circle about them,

Good evening, everyone! You don't have to leave. Ari, Sam said. I am confident you can fix this and we will help you...Please stay for an hour. Arnel requested Ari hesitated but gave in... Okay, one hour. I will stay. Ari agreed. He continued drinking vodka. Hi Ari... do you remember me? I am Greta, your seatmate in Spanish class back in the day. Yes, I remember you, not only in Spanish, I think, but in Physics and Geometry too, right?

Gemma said proudly. Gemma imagined Jo who must have looked incredibly dashing in the black Archturian uniform. Becoming an Archturian warrior was one of the pride of the citizens of Elenio. Many training places are opened to teach children as early as possible so that they can be accepted in the future. Because their opponents are not playing games. Gemma and Jo are lucky children, from the perspective of parents who want their children to become Archturians, because they get free training from one of the best mentors.

Those who were not paying attention in class noticed that change in the atmosphere and turned to look at the front as well. Hugo and Freya and the rest of those who were in the honor roll were shell-shocked. Aria looked down at her notebook and a wide smile appeared on her face. When Valerie and some of their friends saw Aria’s smile, their eyebrows shot up. “T-That’s correct!” Wide-eyed and heart skipping a beat, the teacher stammered. ‘How did she come up with that?’ As she was about to head to her seat, Marcelo Reyes voiced out the question in everyone’s mind.