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I noticed Elena’s shoulders stiffen slightly. She forced a small smile, but I could tell she felt nervous under his gaze. Before I could say anything to ease the tension, the classroom door opened again as Instructor Day walked back inside. “I am back, students,” he said calmly. The class quickly became quiet. His eyes scanned the room before stopping on me. “Pendragon Eli, come take this.” I stood up and walked toward him. He handed me a laptop and several textbooks. The laptop was slim and modern, much better than anything I had ever used before.

The man didn't respond and just ran away, face was paling from fright. He felt sorry for him. When he looked around, he saw some students staring at him wide-eyed. Of course, these students never saw what's inside his military camp and never experienced the life in the battefield and he understood their bewilderment. Shaking his head, he stepped in his classroom only to be greeted by an ice cold beauty of Elise. The woman was taking down notes. He then realized that they're classmates in that class. Gideon couldn't take his eyes off of her the whole class that some of their classmates began to tease them.

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

’ Layla sighed as she stepped into the classroom that they had walked into. Her head bowed on instinct as eyes flickered to her. ‘You can do this. They’re students just like the others.’ She swallowed a lump in her throat, walking to a seat at the back as they dissected her from head to toe like a science specimen. Her legs trembled as if they wanted to run and leave her there. Who was she kidding? They weren’t like other students. They were the elite, the one percent of the one percent. The powerful aura that vibrated off them couldn’t be compared with all the classes she had gone to combined, and they were just five apart from Nyssa and Zayne.

"From the grades of the test you passed, it was impossible to place you in a normal class, because it will be wasting your time. We put you in the elite classroom, it’s a class reserved for our most talented students. they are all male students, but I'm sure that you'll be at ease with them, they're wonderful gentlemen and you'll get along well. Of course, you'll have the chance to meet female students in the manners, music, art, and dance classes." An all-male classroom. The headmaster was trying to challenge her. And Elin wasn’t sure she liked where this was going nor did she have the time for it. " I fully trust your strategy headmaster. I believe that I won't be in a better situation if

His eyes locked onto me immediately, a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Miss Bennett, you’re late,” he said, his voice smooth but commanding. “Come to the front. We were just discussing themes of submission in classic literature. Perhaps you can help demonstrate.” My heart raced as I walked to the front of the class, feeling every eye in the room on my barely-covered body. Twenty elite students, mostly rich, dominant men, watched with hungry interest. “Yes, Professor,” I whispered, dropping to my knees in front of his desk without being told. “How would you like me to demonstrate?”

But under Elena's gaze, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He could only nod helplessly. Elena hurried out the door to catch the bus. Shaun wanted his driver to take her, but she declined, and he didn't insist. Brightsun Elite High School. Elena jogged all the way to her classroom. As soon as she stepped inside, she noticed some unusual glances. When she looked over, her classmates quickly lowered their heads, as if trying to hide something. Elena didn't pay much attention. She calmly walked to her seat and sat down.

it is one of her many many achievement and she was proud of it. Nobody knew who Chloe was, not the students, not the teachers, not even the principal. Chloe did a bang up job keeping her identity a secret from the general public. Nobody cared to know who she was all that mattered to them was that she was an elite. During the first period of the school day, a man in his mid 40s who happens to be their homeroom teacher and their math teacher walked into the classroom; "Good morning class" he said addressing the class of 25 students and they replied.

Catherine stuffed the last piece of pastry into her mouth, wiped her hands with a tissue, and stood up to head toward the classroom. "Class is about to start. Hurry up." Catherine's concern was greatly appreciated by Ronin. He nodded obediently, quickly tidied up, and assured Catherine, "Don't worry, Catherine. I won't be late." The first class was taught by the most famous professor in the university, Marshall Hartley. The EIE department students were eagerly waiting for Professor Hartley's class. When Catherine entered the classroom, it was already full of people. Her presence immediately caught everyone's attention. Her arrogant yet beautiful face was truly eye-catching. Coupled with the