Classroom Of The Elite Episode 1 Novels & Stories

"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.

Classmates? I stared at Jenna Newson's face, my girlfriend of eight years, trying to find even a trace of joking in her expression. But there was nothing. She was serious, and... calm. I forced the corners of my mouth into something resembling a smile. The words "I was just kidding" that I wanted to say stuck in my throat. She called us classmates. Not even close enough to be called ordinary friends. I figured if the doctor hadn't called her, she probably wouldn't have come at all. But I didn't question her. I just smiled as if everything was normal.

"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."

I crossed my arms slightly despite the books I was carrying. “Clearly not.”Cole sighed softly before lowering his voice. “People here follow Dylan Winthrop.”I blinked. “That’s ridiculous.” “It’s true,” he replied simply. “And trust me… you don’t want his attention.”Too late for that apparently.Before I could respond, Cole pushed open a large classroom door. The second we entered, conversations stopped.Every head turned toward me instantly and my stomach dropped. The classroom itself looked nothing like a normal high school classroom. It was huge, modern, and ridiculously expensive-looking. Large windows overlooked the campus while sleek black desks filled the room neatly.And every single stu

**Elizabeth's POV** “There's going to be a small get-together for the class, and it's going to take place this weekend in the school," Sebastian announced, his voice echoing slightly as it cut through the chatter that filled the room after class. A wave of cheers erupted from the students, their excitement and laughter filled the air. Yet amidst the jubilant sounds, Ethan sat in his usual spot, an unsettling silence enveloping him. Jennifer, too, seemed lost in her own world, like she hadn't recovered from the previous day’s incident.

“I mean, he sleeps with them like it’s a hobby. And it’s annoying really.” “Wow.” “Let’s go to business class,” I said, rising to my feet with a stretch.. She nodded, and we both headed out together. *** In the private hall, Elena bent over and whispered, “Why aren’t all our classmates here?” “This is for the top ten wealthiest students,” I whispered back. Just then, Lucien and Kade walked in. I immediately grabbed my phone and checked my reflection on the screen—lip gloss still intact and my hair still perfect.

He looks at the rest of the class (panting, bleeding, staring at us like we’re myths that just walked in late). Kael: “Lesson one complete. The sky is a liar. These six just proved it.” He turns to us. Kael: “Welcome to the top of the leaderboard, freshmen. Try not to get comfortable. Tomorrow we do it again. With live ammunition.” The bell (somewhere a dragon roars three times) signals the end of first period. We walk out with the flag still in our hands. Students part for us like we’re royalty. Because today, in the only class that matters, we just reminded the sky who actually owns it.

Jenny seemed preoccupied and added nothing to what Franky said. "Lisa's father owns a law firm, but even she kept quiet." Franky gestured toward a contemplating Lisa, who, just like Jenny, was paying no attention to the topic of discussion. She was thinking about what she had seen when she skipped physics class. She had planned to wait it out in the girls' bathroom. Instead, she went to the Elites' classroom. The room was less of a classroom and more of a hangout for the richest kids. Not the rich kids, the 'richest.'

"The heck he needs it. He's always been a freak. I sat next to him for three years, and he'd nap in class every day, scribble on tests, and somehow end up as the top student in the entire grade." "Really?" "What are you guys discussing? Sounds intriguing. Mind if I join the conversation?" Jadie entered the classroom, holding a book. The once lively atmosphere took an abrupt downturn. Madelyn replied, "We were just talking about our assignments. What brings you here early?" Jadie settled into a seat beside Madelyn and clarified, "They're using our classroom for a movie scene. I picked up your backpack. Please check if anything's missing." Madelyn accepted it gratefully and said, "Thanks, Jadi

In another few minutes their car takes the final turn and passes in through the gate of the Academy and moves straight to the parking lot! “Come on! Forget about the time! You have decided not to withdraw the complaint and that’s it. Now stop worrying and let us go to the class! I am sure you don’t want to miss your class!” I tell her and drag her with me to the class. The first class was English and we sat together in the class. As we took our seats and the professor entered, Emily bent over my ears and whispered, “It is ten o’clock!” -- Adrian’s POV—