Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Fanfic

Naomi arched her brow nonchalantly to see Sherry and her boyfriend, Johnson Kane, leading a group of so-called elites from Class A. They deliberately blocked the entry and refused to let her in. "Naomi, I have a piece of advice for you. You should just hurry up and return to Class F! Don't stay here and wait till you're cast away!" "That’s right! You should just leave!" "Our class doesn’t welcome you!" As soon as Sherry was done speaking, her boyfriend Johnson immediately incited the rest of the students from Class A into opposing her. Clarissa stayed out of trouble by staying in the classroom. She propped her chin on her hand as she leisurely watched her classmates attacking Naomi. Finally,

ELARA I spent the next four days trying to pretend Room 7 had been a dream. A very vivid, very filthy dream. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the masked stranger from Room 7 inside me, his voice in my ear calling me exquisite, his hands bruising my hips like he was marking territory no one else would ever claim. I’d wake up soaked, thighs clenched, hating how much I wanted to crawl back to that club and beg for round two.

Now we are all her to get better at having sex” she paused and looked at me with a hard stare.” Or in Elizabeth's case to have sex at all”. Everyone turned to look back at me. I felt myself burning with embarrassment and slunk down in my chair. I nodded meekly in reply before everyone turned back to the front of the classroom. “Over the next three weeks we will learn everything you need to know about the male and female reproductive systems. Ms Cain continued talking but my mind was all over the place her speech was highly scientific and I failed to fully concentrate. I began to daydream and fantasise and order the other students into who I would fuck first. On the front table was a very you

The way he touched me. I’m already getting overheated. This is not going to help me survive sex class. We round the corner—and I come to a halt. There’s a crowd gathered in front of the classroom door. Not just the girls from my class, but their doms too. All of them. The air thickens with tension, the scent of cologne, and the sharp edge of authority. Aiden leans casually against the doorframe beside Daniel. His eyes find mine instantly—like magnets—and lock there.

No matter how much you fight it, you can’t change that. I closed my eyes, resting my head against the wall as the ache in my chest spread, sharp and unrelenting. He was right. I could fight the bond, deny it, hate it—but it would never go away. And the worst part? Neither would she. --- The moment I stepped into the classroom, all the noise and chatter seemed to fade. My eyes locked onto her immediately—Elowen. She sat at the far end of the room beside her friend, Lisa, her head slightly bent as she scribbled something in her notebook.

What does she even see in Eli? "There's our match. Chloe and Zayn." Some were happy with the matches while some were visibly angry. Chloe was smiling with her seat partner, to my surprise, and they were discussing well. I never expected that outcome, given how dissatisfied she looked a few seconds ago. I stood at the back of the class, waiting for whoever I would be paired with. Sixteen... Seventeen... I wasn't even paying attention to the people who were left. I was lost in my own thoughts, thinking of the hours I was going to pull in studying for the next mock. I needed to make an impression.

I slip past the teacher and into my chair next to Delilah thankfully class had not started yet. First class was a breeze with my extra knowledge and education growing up it was not too complicated and am thankful for the extra work my father required of me and the twins. I part with Delilah drop my books off to my locker and head to my second class I have with Karla who surprisingly is waiting at my locker for me . We head to elite defence class together I was surprised they had all supernaturals train together Karla explained that while it’s not a walk in the park the elite defence class was nothing in comparison

“Aiden isn’t a bad boy. He’s just… misunderstood.” “Mm-hm. Still waiting for the steamy part, though,” he teased, wiggling his brows. “Let’s just focus on class, Eli,” I huffed, though I couldn’t hide my smile. “It’s way too early for you to be talking about ‘steamy stuff.’” “Okay, I’ll admit,” Eli said as we left class, looping his arm through mine, “that was actually an interesting lesson.” “That’s because all we talked about were boys,” I teased.

hours later. classes after classes occupy the rest of the day and the scariest thing about it is that the four elites surround us in every damn class, if another student sit next to us all they had to do was stand next to the table and the student will stand and crawl away, after what felt like hours of endless classes it was break time, Katty was nowhere to be found ,I walk faster and almost fall flat on my ass as my head hit something hard Ouch!!, Cole stands right at the entrance blocking it, he doesn't stare at me ,no .. doesn't even notice someone burged into him ,he's just staring ahead with anger and clenched fist

Xo, Black6 - Damon’s POV. Eli, Jet, Warren and I decided to be late for Jenkins’s class again. It’s not like he would care. He was a cool teacher and understood that we had some business to take care of before getting to class. Plus, I have the highest grade in that class. Even if I was star of the football team and spent a lot of time with the ladies, I still found time to study. However, we didn’t have business to take care of today. But we didn’t feel like going to class just yet either. So, we were leaning against the lockers while Eli was rambling about his mate, Abigail.