Classroom Of The Elite Ln Volume 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Elsa said. "How come, you have your husband" Donald said. "He is always busy and he is my husband while you both are my kids" Elsa muttered. "Sure mum" Donald nodded. ****CRESCENT MOONSTONE PACK COLLEGE**** BUSINESS ADMINISTRATION DEPARTMENT A lecturer was in the class teaching but Elena eyes was focused on the door, expecting Leonard to walk through it but that didn't happen even till the end of the class. "Hey, let's go" CeCe said to her.

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.”

I can tell something's up. Eli takes another sip of coffee, using the moment to gather his thoughts and control his expression Eli: sighs softly, deciding to deflect the conversation Listen, I'll tell you if anything... significant happens, okay? gives Nathan a meaningful look For now, let's just focus on getting to class on time, yeah? Nathan nods, grabbing his backpack from the kitchen chair Sounds like a plan, roomie. Let's jet, don't wanna be late for Professor Hartley's lecture. That man loves punctuality more than my grandma loves her knitting circle. chuckles as he slings his bag over his shoulder

I slump my shoulders as the five of us walk to class with Elina and Kathleen in front of me and Jeremiah and Caleb at my back. They make it seem like I’m a really important person. The only thing lacking with this situation is for them to wear sunglasses, earpieces and black suits. They’d be the epitome of every celebrity and rich man’s bodyguards. We arrive inside the classroom and lucky enough, Ms. Calvin isn’t there yet. That’s odd. Elina exchanges seat with Jeremiah for the meantime and gossips with me. “Niks, do you have a relative with the same hair color as you?”

It is not so much jealousy, probably more recognition and longing. I check the clock. In a little while, students will spill out from their classes, so it is too late to sneak into the class. Instead I go down to the canteen and get a cup of coffee. From my usual seat at the outcast table I have a perfect view of the big room, and I see it immediately when Luca rounds the corner with the rest of the Elite. As usual Julie is not far away from him and I have to watch as they talk and laugh together.

All the sensory glass doors, space elevators and sterilized steel labs, just to name a few, make the Ultara interior feel like a NASA station. Later we got to our very first class. We settled in our seats for World History and waited for the teacher to call the roll. Cammie came back and took a seat with me and Alyssa. The smirk on her face grew even more smirky as I stared at her and shook my head. Then the girl she went with earlier appeared with a flushed face. Her hazel eyes almost looked glassy as if she was high on crack. "Seriously?" I said. "Already on the first day of school?"

She responded. Standing in the middle of the classroom and unto her table overlooking the stair-like design on the circular classroom with its tables and chairs divided into four rows. Her smile faded as she gave the Elites her warning stare that created the tension into the air, as the six stances up with their guard for the uncanny warning she sent, yet. “Everyone, I would like you to meet Elite’s seventh member and of the Blood +.”

Olivia had a frown on her face as she entered into the private elevator, leading to the private classrooms. "That arrogant jerk!" She grumbled, her face squeezing up, "Who does he think he is?" She finally pushed the knob, and the soft gliding sound of the glassy door could be heard as she entered into the class. The private classroom was totally different from their normal classrooms. There were three black plush swiveling chairs, with laptops on their tables. It was incredibly spacious and exuded grandeur. Inside this same classroom, there were three separate relaxation suites for the boys.

Chapter 11 – The Intense Night The car arrived exactly at nine Black, silent, waiting at the corner of Noah’s street like it already knew he would come Noah stood by the window of his small apartment for several minutes before moving, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pocket as his mind replayed the last week over and over again The classroom The questions The subtle smiles The way Professor Elliott could turn a simple lecture into a private conversation in a room full of people Noah exhaled slowly He grabbed his jacket and stepped outside