Classroom Of The Elite Airi Novels & Stories

Arya complaint and deliver had absolutely no idea why the girl was acting so strange it was like Arya was meeting her for the very first time elissar new it must be something in her mind that she wants to execute she needed to be careful of such people who were doing it on purpose sarcastically Please Arya let me sit peacefully in the class you can sit wherever you want I don't care at all but I don't want this to be a drama for everyday that you are fighting with me for the place kindly take your seat where you sat yesterday and where you have been sitting since you entered this school Alisa answered and went back to her seat where she's has been sitting yesterday if you found it no problem

“You’re my only girl. And I will burn this entire school down before I let anyone take you from me.” My breath hitched. And just like that, he kissed me again—this time with a promise. A promise that said: I’m not going anywhere. The sound of Arielle’s heels echoed through the hallways of Elite High, each step a fierce declaration of her return. Students parted like the Red Sea, whispering and gaping as she walked by in a sleek, blood-red skirt and a black off-shoulder top that clung to her curves like second skin. Her long braids were pulled up into a high ponytail, bouncing with every confident step she took. Xavier’s leather jacket—yes, his—hung casually over her shoulders like a trophy.

It was all incredibly fascinating. Jaida and Arius sat in the back of the classroom towards the window. They could easily slack off without the teacher knowing, but neither one wanted to. Their grades were important to them. Jaida was doing it for her mom and Arius was doing it simply out of pride. No human was ever allowed to do better than him. He was superior, after all.

You can listen to the teacher perfectly and never get to answer any question. And Ari has found that perfect spot. A small smile rose across her face as she placed her book on the desk, trying not to loose her temper because of the noisy class. The class was chanting, singing, flirting, tapping their feet, pens and pencils, books were flipped, sound of laughter was heard. Most time she'd wanna scream on the top of her lungs. It was like mother earth was on to her. Ari seemed to always notice everything in her surroundings. Most of the times it felt like a good thing, but most times it seemed like a curse.

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?

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.