Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Ep 1

INVISIBLE NO MORE It's Monday. It's Monday and for the first time in my life, I am dreading school. Everyone must have heard by now. I have no doubt. First, the nobody, AKA me,is chosen over the elites, by an elite like themselves. And now, they are returning to school. The Elite 4 that chose me, are returning to school. London Morse, Luke and Brendan O'Connor, and Ken Longstruum are returning to school. Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school.

"You are the CEO of Carnegie Shipping now. You earned your respect, Elena." Before Elena could reply, the classroom doors swung open. A wave of four-year-olds in neat little blazers came marching out in a line. Right near the front was Leo. The moment his big eyes found Elena, his entire face lit up. He broke away from the line, his little backpack bouncing wildly against his shoulders as he sprinted across the polished floor. "Mommy! Mommy!" Leo squealed at the top of his lungs, drawing smiles from the nearby teachers. He threw himself forward, wrapping his tiny arms around Elena’s knees.

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

“Big deal, big ego. Always breaking rules. Gets away with it because — surprise — he’s Alpha’s only son. And he’s hot, of course. Emotionally constipated, but hot.” Eva spends the next few minutes filling in me with as much details as she can, her presence I have to admit is really refreshing considering all the cold stares I get. When we reach the classroom , which is annoyingly really far from the entrance — and that’s when I see him. He’s leaning against the wall behind the class, staring vacantly into the space right ahead of me, slender fingers drumming against the window pane. He has this laid-back stance that makes me feel uneasy even though he's not staring at me. My mouth goes dry a

Clara drove in and pulled over in the parking lot, before she could get out of the car the kids already got out and ran towards the entrance. Clara picked up the file she got from Malia’s house and got out of the car too. The kids got in and ran past people, everyone knew who they were already. Kaylee and Kaylen waved at familiar faces as they ran to the elevator. “Madam Tokyo is having a class.” One of the staff rushed to them to stop them but they ignored her. They pressed the button to the seventh floor knowing where the class was being held, the elevator doors closed before the staff could get to them and they laughed at her.

Henry turned his gaze across the hallway—right at Greg and Tessy. Their eyes met. A silent standoff. Then Bianca turned away, her smile brittle. Greg’s fists clenched. Scene – History Class The classroom buzzed with the mundane rhythm of school life—backpacks unzipped, textbooks flopped open. But for Greg and Tessy, nothing felt normal. Mr. Daniels droned on about revolutions and empires, but their minds were elsewhere—racing through timelines, details, any clue that might explain how Helena vanished without a trace.

Eason whispered. Nyla followed him out into the hallway. He stopped in front of the third door on the left. “This is our first class: linear algebra. The teacher is very strict, so don’t talk during the lesson, even if you have a question. I can go over the material with you later if you need help.” They had barely stepped through the door when a voice rang out. “Eason! You’ve brought a girl to class! Now, who could this be?” A hook-nosed girl slithered over, her pretty grin stuck halfway to her eyes.

Mauve’s protests were quickly softened by Sephie’s coaxing, until she sat tied once more to the chair. Nicholas folded his hands, voice sharp and commanding. “Listen carefully. Save your questions for the end. Understood?” Mauve, sulking, gave a small nod. “Elite is a parallel dimension of Earth,” Nicholas began. “It exists a thousand years ahead of your time. Here, it is 2021. There, it is 3021. The geography mirrors Earth’s, but its population is smaller, tightly controlled. Resources are abundant. Our technology far surpasses anything here.”

It gives them the idea to try some shit earlier than they should. We reach our destination and go to our assigned class. The door to the classroom is wide open so Cassey just walks in but I am frozen and all I can think about is turning around and running away because my worst nightmare has come true. Occupying the seats at the back are none other than the elites and as if the world is working extra hard against me today, Suzie and one of her clowns, Veronica, are also in this class. Scanning the room, the only allies I have are Cassey and Trevor who is currently chatting up the girl seated next to him. The bell rings which startles me out of my stupor but by then Cassey is already seated an

Geez, why is he bent on making this difficult" Morgan muttered... ............................................................................. EAST HIGH SCHOOL Junior High Building Junior Year Three Class Michelle (Elle) and Isabel as been looking gloomy since both of them arrived at school in the morning... Kelvin, Warren, and most especially, Theo as been trying to pinpoint what happened that can make both of them quiet in the class..... Even the class noticed their quietness because the class is somehow bored. After all, since Elle was back, the class has become more interesting..... "Do you know what is wrong with Elle and Isabel?" Kelvin asked Theo "No, I don't know" Theo shrugged