Classroom Of The Elite Ep 1 Novels & Stories

"It’s not worth it. He’s just looking for attention." ​"He's looking for a hospital bed," Jax snapped. "Look at him, Chloe. He’s staring at you." ​POV: Elias ​I could feel her panic from across the room. It was like a physical heat radiating off the "Elite Table." ​I sat down at a table right in the center of the room—neutral ground. I didn't have a tray. I didn't have a book. I just had the gold. ​"Hey, Elias," a girl from my Lit class whispered, her eyes wide. "Are you... okay? You’re sitting in the senior section."

Mrs Wells asked and the prettiest girl nodded "Okay, Welcome to Epic Empire once again, do you mind Introducing yourself to the whole Class?" Mrs Wells said "Sure, No prob!" The girl replied and smiled while the whole class waited to hear out their names "Am Brenda and this here is my friend Kate Martins, The boys here are Mason and Wills respectively and they are both brothers!" Brenda as she called out her name to be replied while Mrs Wells smiled

He also turned out to be a great teacher and at the end of his class, I was very satisfied. If we didn't have anymore classes today, I wouldn't be upset about it. I smiled as he finished teaching and walked away from the board. “See you all in the next class. Be on time. Miss my class and you get an F.” The elites started to murmur, some angrily, while some let out angry gasps. Patty and I amused exchanged glances. I guessed some elites did care about their grades. I turned back to look at Professor Cain, intrigued about how well he knew these kids and exactly how to rile them up.

The bell rang with a sharp chime, echoing through the arched hallways of Creswell Academy. Elara slid into her seat by the window in Contemporary World Affairs—once her favorite class, a lifetime ago. This room, with its polished walnut desks and floor-to-ceiling windows, had seen her at her brightest… and her most broken.

After all, we would not want your mother or to be called down by the Mayor again. You got it Doc. Taylor said. Will be heading off to class now. Particularly good. The doctor said. Enjoy your studies young men. Elizabeth and Taylor then walk down the hallway to their first class. The doctor then turns around and walks to the other side of the hallway leading the two boys to turn into the classroom at the end of the hall. Later that day, Elizabeth and Taylor are attending history class studying in medieval times. As a teacher who goes on and on with his lecture, Elizabeth begins to doze off in class.

He walked out of his office and went downstairs. Elizabeth was the best person he could tell, and she was Claire's best friend in the pack, so she was the one that he decided to tell. It was not yet noon, so the kids were still in school. Training started at noon. The sounds of children and the teacher's voices resonated in the building and grew louder as Alek got closer. He peeked his head through the window of the first class, and luckily, it was Elizabeth's. "Look, it's the alpha," one of the children whispered and all heads turned.

"I only brought you here to compete because I wanted you to join the elite class." "Why do I need to join an elite class?" Hayden snapped angrily. "My teacher told me that everyone in the elite class is super smart. I think you'd be happier if you went to study there instead," explained Shea. "Everyone there is the same as you. there was a place where I could be with people like me, I'm sure I'd be happy." Hayden wanted to retaliate, but he was thrown off by Shea's innocent, child-like face. He did not want to reprimand her, but he was worried that she would repeat the same thing again.