Classroom Of The Elite Jnovel Novels & Stories

I heard Levy screaming as she walked away. Mother of cow. I couldn't help but stare in awe as I saw our classroom. The walls were of cream color with intricate designs carved on each wall. There were large windows with the emblem of Claw, giving a faint ray of sunshine that brightens up the room. Three chandeliers are hanging above and there are six long tables. I immediately frowned upon realizing the fact that I can't cheat easily. "Move aside." A deep voice came from behind. Mother of cow! Don't tell me I'm inside a class with my CEO?!

“Can you two stop? One more disruption and you two would be sent out of the class, understood?” A noise spread through the entire classroom and I knew that it was mainly because she had mentioned punishing Lennox and Nerissa. They were the top Elites kids and since she was new here, she probably didn’t understand how things worked here. The top Elite Kids were above punishment and one single mistake could cost her job. Lennox’s eyes turned red and he pointed to himself. “You are going to punish who?…” Nerissa stood up, a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Yes, punish who? Do you even know who we are?”

As though I was remembering, not learning. Now, my schedule said the next one was an elective class. I didn’t know what to expect, except that it was said to be notoriously difficult. That was probably why my stomach was twisting as I pushed the heavy wooden doors open and stepped inside. The lecture hall was already buzzing with voices, filled with students scattered into their little circles. I scanned the room once, and almost immediately, I spotted Jeile. She sat near the front, straight-backed, in the middle of a group of students who practically radiated “elite.” Their postures were impeccable, clothes neat and precise, their expressions half-bored as if they were above being here. Jei

But this was the first time we were all together in the same class. Areena, Edward and Pretoria. Being their final year, the school authority made an elite class of all the highest-ranking students, making it the best of the Best. Elite Class A, obviously all three happen to be among the 25 of the best final-year students in all the classes. Being an honored class makes it even more difficult for Areena with the whole school. "Everybody hates me." She mumbled to herself, wishing for the final year to end. And how she would have to endure it again. The class ended, in a blink of an eye, and so does the school.

CHAPTER NINETY-TWO: SHATTERING NOVA POV Resumption is finally here, and while I'm not really looking forward to being in the same class as my bullies and former best friends, I know I had to resume. I gently closed the door to my course advisor's office, paperwork cleared. Now I can fully join my coursemates without any harassment from the lecturers. I've ensured I read ahead for all that was scheduled for the semester, including the classes I missed out on. With this confidence, I walked boldly to the lecture room. There was a lecturer in class, but I was allowed to come in.

Jefferson. "Let's have a contest. We'll both do this test at the same time. If I win, you will resign. I'll be the one taking over the podium, and you can go home and retire. "But if I lose, I'll do whatever you want. Get on my knees and beg and grovel for forgiveness, or spend the rest of my time in detention, or drop out and get lost from your sight—your pick. Wanna bet?" The classroom was so quiet I could only hear my own breathing.

"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

] I quickly opened my phone's voice recorder, capturing the entire exchange. Two weeks before finals, Mr. Bonnie's assistant sent me some photos. They were taken from outside the office window, showing Mr. Bonnie handing Scarlett an envelope. Scarlett, looking pleased, held up a sheet of paper from inside, while Mr. Bonnie, with an expression of impatience, waved his hand at her. Then, his assistant sent a voice message, "Mr. Bonnie gave her the exam questions." It made sense now. Despite juggling so many men and being constantly busy, Scarlett still managed to top the class every time. She must have had the answers ahead of time.

There was something off in the way he looked at Nova, and if he wants to keep his life he better not touch what is mine. I mindlinked Nash, my best friend and Beta, “Hey Ella and I are bringing friends over to Bandieras’ for dinner.” “How many friends and are they hot?” “Two teachers from Ella’s school, and watch it redhead is my second chance mate.” “What the hell man! So, happy for you.” “Now the blonde is all yours but they are both human. They might be moving to teach at the private school because Ella loves them as teachers.” “Damn, you already got it bad, I guess 10 years with no sex makes you a horny wolf.”

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again.