Classroom Of The Elite Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

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

I never believed my mom when she always said Made men don’t love or care for women! I had told her that Cassian was different, that we were different but I had been so wrong. After that incident Seraphina Valezi the social butterfly, the mafia Princess became a shadow of herself. I refused to even go back to school and decided to take online classes instead because the school we attended “The Elite Academy” was a school where all the mafia leaders children attended, and with the way Cassian and I had been so popular that we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves and everybody who knew everybody knew about us, plus his possessive streak towards me it would be been embarrassing to go back there.

The room fell silent, the laughter ceasing abruptly. In unison, every gaze shifted toward the entrance. There stood Felise, her presence demanding attention. The classroom transformed into a collective state of awe and amazement. Male and female classmates alike were left stunned, their voices momentarily stolen by her radiant presence. Some cheered, others whooped, their admiration reverberating through the walls. "Ezra, can we talk for a sec?" Felise breathed out my name, her voice interlacing with a hint of vulnerability and determination.

But then someone that she truly liked shot someone in her presence and he's not willing to talk about it. Getting ready for class Elsa walked out of the apartment to go to class. Liam was the first person she saw when she step into her first class. He flash her his boyish grin exposing his dimpled cheek. Elsa thinks it's time she forgets Colorado Radon Carter if she wanted to live. He's too closed up and secretive. But then, Elsa can't even look at him without losing her mind. How could he know each of her buttons and when to press it.?

"I've always known you to be one hell of a confident girl. Why is your esteem injured this morning?" Elora adjusted the stiff, designer blazer of the Saint Jude's uniform. It felt like a costume. "It's a school for the elites, Maya. I'm not going there because I'm an elite-I'm going because I won a scholarship. You know how these rich kids behave. They bully people who aren't of the same class."

"AGAIN?! KYLAN, THE TARGET IS IN THE OTHER DIRECTION. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!" Draven stormed off toward the smallest boy in the class, muttering curses under his breath. Fin and Cael approached Elle and Nova, who were both currently laughing. Neither was even pretending to practice. "What are you two troublemakers doing?" Cael called out. Both girls jolted upright like they'd been caught sneaking sweets from the kitchen. "How long have you been standing there?" Elle asked nervously. "Long enough." Fin had a wicked grin on his face. "Some of your classmates are... gifted."

Well besides dealing with Draven and Adrian and any other pompous rich kids. The worst being, I'd be in the same class as Rebecca. Walking into A Class was kind of surreal. I hadn't been there since I'd had that confrontation with Rebecca when I went looking for Draven. The place was impeccable, just like the rest of Lupine. Which isn't surprising considering the tuition costs. All my new classmates were already seated, their leisurely devil-may care attitudes seemed to be something every wealthy kind had. I quickly walk to the empty row of seats at the back of the lecture hall. Though the room was big, with how spread out the handful of students were it didn't seem empty.

Not once did Elara take her eyes off of the podium and something funny stirred in my gut as I watched her do a stare off with the tall and mysterious guy standing with his hands clasped behind his back and his head bobbing to what the principal was saying. It wasn’t long until the crowd was dismissed and only when Gerald walked off of the stage did Elara let go of our hands. “Are you ok?” I found myself forcing the mind link open to ask but she had apparently blocked the access. I didn’t fight the issue and let her go but the boys must have read my mind because after escorting her to the dorm, we didn’t go inside. Instead we walked straight to the training grounds. “Something’s not right wit

"How each of you chooses to proceed shall ultimately dictate whether you ascend to seize Willhaven's gilded accolades amongst the hallowed elite you were _meant_ to be...." Her mouth set into a tight line, indicating barely concealed disdain. "...Or if you simply surrender to become another page in my memoirs about Willow Creek's tragic failures under the weight of high ideals never intended for privileged parasites and underachievers to grasp. "Class is dismissed!" With that last jape still sounding like a gunshot, she whirled on her heel and strode out via the side door, leaving a trail of shattered quiet and dread resignation across the classroom. Nobody moved or talked for several long m

she paused, blinking, “we’ll always maintain a cordial relationship at school as students and also, as alpha prince and member of the pack. So, I would be very happy if students refrain from creating speculations in their classrooms and other places. Thank you very much. From the head prefect, Elara Vance.” My lips curved slightly as the video came to an end. Typical politician. She acted more like Beta Harris than she knew. “Is this really funny?” Alex’s eyes widened as he stared at me. “For me, it is,” I chuckled. This was the most interesting thing that had happened in my day. Funny how Elara knew exactly how to knee me in the stomach and still remedy it. “Alistair, for real…” Alex blocke