Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Airi

Aria dropped her cloak on a chair, then she sat at the side of her bed. Mira turned around in her bed, then she opened her eyes slowly. “Hey,” she called, yawning. Aria waved at her. Mira sat up. “Where have you been?” she asked. “We stayed up waiting for you, but I guess we dozed off.” “I had a meeting with the Elites,” Aria replied. Mira’s eyes widened. “A meeting with the Elites?” Aria nodded. “You’re really the golden wolf,” she said.

A few hours later Clara was done taking her bath and fully prepared for work she will have to drop Aria off at school also because Tricia has an appointment to meet up with so she is already out of the house leaving Clara and her daughter. ”Aria do you like the new school you will now be attending?” Clara asked as she made her way outside the house with her daughter. ”Yes mummy I love it, besides who wouldn't like The Great Elites School which is for the rich.” ”I’m glad you like it,” Clara caressed her hair. Even if she hates working with Alexander she is going to keep up with his arrogance for the sake of her little princess. ”Thank you, mummy.” Aria's little voice came and immediately the

I will get back to this when I have done a few homework. Teacher: Allow me to assist you too. Lisa: Thanks for your cooperation, Rin. Rin: As their teacher I have to take at least some responsibilities for their well being. Leave this to us. The two of you should focus on what's in front of you. Melinda: That's true. Being part of the Elite class is no longer going to be the same as what you have gone through in your old class. Kiri: Am I really fit for that class?

The night class was suffocating. The only light in the room came from the flickering blue glow of the projector, casting long, dancing shadows against the back wall. The professor’s voice was a boring drone, talking about ancient history while my blood was screaming for something modern. I scanned the dark rows until I saw her. Aria. She was sitting toward the back, her glasses perched on her nose, scribbling notes like her life depended on it. She looked so beautiful. So defiant.

Every time she accidentally felt his sharp, ice-grey gaze sweep across the classroom, her heart would skip a violent beat. The sheer, suffocating pressure he carried as an elite man was simply too overwhelming. She felt as though she were sitting on thousands of tiny, sharp needles, and even basic breathing felt like a struggle. Finally… RING! The sharp echo of the school bell resonated throughout the room. The gruelling lecture was finally over. Elara secretly let out a long breath she hadn't realised she was holding. "...Finally," she whispered under her breath. She hurriedly packed her notebook and pen into her bag. Her only thought right now was simple: Run. Leave. Get as far away from t

When it finally ended, she rose immediately, gathering her papers like they were shields, and stumbled out without waiting for any confrontation. But I had to see her, so I came up with a reason to. Standing by the door, I took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” her voice called from outside. She looked dashing in that navy-blue dress that hugged her skin, and her ponytail sat gracefully on her head. Not for one minute did she look swayed by my presence. “Elara,” She turn She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

Minutes later, the announcement blared across campus. “Will the owner of the blue Mercedes parked in the management lot move the vehicle immediately, or it will be removed.” Aria sat calmly in class, pen tapping against her notebook. She didn’t move. “Crazy girl,” Damian muttered as he entered the lecture hall. Eyes followed him instantly. Murmurs rose. “That’s Cole’s son.” “Why’s he here?” “Maybe for her…” He spotted her easily. The calm in her posture, the way she pretended not to care it drove him mad.

“For now, yes. We watch. We learn. We wait. The time will come, and when it does, Elara will fall harder than she ever rose.” Aria shivered slightly at the way Clara spoke, like a shadow that could swallow anything. Yet she nodded, her own jealousy burning hotter. “I will wait,” Aria whispered. “But I want her gone,I want her to go for good,I hate seeing her already,she makes be piece off, especially when she smiles like she is the only one in Love"Rubbish! Clara’s eyes gleamed as she whispered back, “She will be gone, Aria. But not today. Not yet,we will have to act Smartly, because what an elder see while sitting down,a child can never see it even while standing"

Aria didn't respond to any of them, she sat down on her locker, placing her head on the desk. “Wow,” Bella muttered under her breath, “she looks like a ghost.” Tina laughed. “A burnt helpless ghost.” “Seriously,”Bella whispered. “She should have remained where she was.” Hope felt angry and irritated. Their voices weren't audible enough, but they were filled with hurtful words. Just then Miss Carolina walked into the classroom putting on a blue cardigan over a black jogger. Her eyes searched for Aria. “Oh, sweetheart”….miss Carolina called out softly, “it's good to see you again.”

I try to tell them. “Nope, you leave” Elias says to Aria's face. She looks at me with eyes filled with hate and leaves anyway but not before she brushes me with her shoulder. Hard. Well I'm definitely getting my ass beaten today. Again. I sigh, taking the open seat regardless and try to pay attention to the class. Elias leans in. “You look really beautiful today, you smell nice too” “Thank you,” I reply trying to keep a straight face “Would you mind if I treat you to lunch?”