Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Ln Volume 1

Only then did she realize the entire class was looking at her. A faint flush crept onto her face as she sat up straighter. Clauss shook his head before returning to the front of the room. "Any questions?" The classroom remained silent. "Good. Then class is dismissed." Students immediately began gathering their belongings and filing out of the room. Conversations filled the air as chairs scraped across the floor. "Elena Hayes." Elena froze. Clauss looked directly at her. "Stay behind for a moment." The last of the students filed out, leaving Elena alone in the classroom with her professor.

The final bell had rung over an hour ago, but Room 212 still carried the faint echo of teenage chatter and scraping chairs. Late afternoon sunlight slanted through the half-closed blinds, casting warm golden stripes across the rows of empty desks. Ms. Mayleen Pope sat alone at the front of the classroom, her elegant figure framed by the heavy oak teacher’s desk that had been there longer than most of the students had been alive.

Victoria The grand oak-paneled classroom of Madam Hannah's Luna Academy gleamed with early afternoon sunlight. The seven of us sat in a perfect semicircle facing our formidable instructor, whose ramrod-straight posture hadn't wavered once in the past hour. I'd positioned myself strategically away from Lilith's trio, who kept exchanging whispers and pointed glances in my direction.

The room was a masterclass in minimalist luxury – dark wood, supple leather, and state-of-the-art technology seamlessly integrated into the elegant design. Malik sat at a massive, polished desk, a sleek laptop open before him. On the screen, a crystal-clear CCTV footage played. It was the office, the scene of Elara's humiliation. He watched, his jaw tight, as Sebastian's enraged face filled the frame, Elara's desperate pleas almost audible even without sound. He saw the shocked faces of their co-workers, frozen in disbelief. He saw the harsh slap that echoed through the silent video, followed by the cruel thrust of the divorce papers into Elara's trembling hands. He watched her crumple, her

"What?" "Stop getting lost, go clean up, we have to go down for breakfast." She conveyed and I rolled my eyes. "And don't forget that you're having class by eleven." She added and the urge to cry choked me. The classes were just extra classes organized by some top-ranking students in the school and by top-ranking, I mean both in money, connection, and in the brain. They call themselves elites and if I gain their favor with my hard work, it's a plus in getting the scholarship.

All the hurdles of the day had fallen backward. We didn't need the parking lot to alight. The driver drove straight to the entrance, and we got off and headed inside. The inside was the most eye-catching place I have ever seen. Comparing it to Elite was like comparing a stool and a chair. The walls are made of glass, aligned with what artists called gold plates, which was the opposite of Elite. Everyone was just docking their head to Mr. Philip as we passed, and I could help but wonder why they gave him such respect when he was not the Head of Classy Heels. “Lucas Dowell must be something more,” I thought to myself.

"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

"This is the class hall," Leonard said with an uninterested expression striding into the classroom with Lilith stepping in shortly after, the hall was empty with no students in sight making the classroom dead silent, "Who exactly are you?," She turned her gaze backward to answer with a seductive smirk coming to play on her red cherry lips, "What do you mean?," she questioned back as she approached him, swaying her hips seductively while she played with her long blonde hair.

I shrugged, and he squeezed again. Mr. Waller came out from the back door of the library and right across to the classroom for Film. The lake of students parted and let him through to open the door. He let us walk in the dark classroom, and someone ahead of us turned on the light. Sean guided me to the same seats we used last time, with Maxine on my other side. We sat down and brought out our homework to turn it in. Sean volunteered to collect everyone’s work and was up walking to each seat. I noticed Maxine looking at him strangely.

They shook their heads and immediately went out of the class with a little tears sparkling. " I hope all of you know that this is an Elite class and one of the best schools for young wolves like you. All of you who are sitting here in the class are very lucky to be here otherwise you all are worthless. You need to prove yourself and make a special place for you otherwise I will get you thrown! " I didn't like the energy which she was radiating because all I could sense was arrogance and anger. Her eyes wandered to each of our faces and she lifted her brows when she saw me.