Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Novel Download

The underwear is gone and I can still smell him on my fingers when I brush my teeth, and I’m thinking about golden eyes and growling walls and stolen fabric while I walk into Advanced Literature ten minutes early like the overachieving tragedy that I am. The classroom is a small amphitheater – tiered seating, the kind of room that smells like old paper and academic self-importance – and I take a seat in the third row and open my textbook and tell myself that this is a class about literature and nothing else.

Eli’s POV I saw the text when I woke up. “Read page 117. Bring it to class. Say the line out loud. Then come find me.” That was it. No hello, no good morning. Just instructions, clear and sharp. I lay in bed staring at it, my heart rate already picking up. The book was on my nightstand. Delta of Venus. She gave it to me last week. Said it was for “context.” I hadn’t made it to page 117 yet.

(COLORED THREADS) “NICE to finally meet you all, Elites.” The heavy, but not a dark atmosphere is looming over the entire classroom of the Elites. With the presence of the seventh student and the member of the prestigious paranormal club and group Blood Class. The tension is seeping right in, where a bit of mix-and-match emotions are circling into each one’s mind. “Everyone, from now on, Arthur will be part of the class and along the paranormal club of Blood Class.”

I noticed Elena’s shoulders stiffen slightly. She forced a small smile, but I could tell she felt nervous under his gaze. Before I could say anything to ease the tension, the classroom door opened again as Instructor Day walked back inside. “I am back, students,” he said calmly. The class quickly became quiet. His eyes scanned the room before stopping on me. “Pendragon Eli, come take this.” I stood up and walked toward him. He handed me a laptop and several textbooks. The laptop was slim and modern, much better than anything I had ever used before.

“Can I take the elevator?” She burst out laughing, leaving me confused. “Oh, honey. Our elevator has been broken for five years. Take the stairs.” I raised an eyebrow. A school like Elite had such living arrangements? Still, it seemed like she was on the verge of a tantrum if I asked another question. So, I nodded and made my way, taking the stairs to the top floor. The journey was less than pleasant. Shirtless men and women lounged in the hallways, some even kissing and borderline having sex. Beer bottles littered the ground, and tissues with unknown substances clung to the walls.

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.

While biting the burger, I noticed the window of our classroom on the fifth floor, the side where my seat is. There was a hand throwing a notebook away in the window. The notebook fell on the ground. I wanted to check whose book it is so as soon as I ate all the food, I walked over there and picked the notebook up but when I was about to open the first page to see what’s inside, a hand grabbed it away from me. I turned to see who it was and saw Page trying to catch her breath. She looked like she ran from the fifth floor to get to the ground. She was clutching to the notebook as if there was something so important inside it.

I pulled back instantly, clutching the book to my chest. "Thanks," I muttered. "I’ll pay you back for it." "Don't worry about it," Cain said. He actually looked relieved. He wiped a hand across his face to clear the water from his eyes. He looked infuriatingly beautiful, even when he looked like a drowned rat. "I’ll see you in class, Eli." He turned and walked away into the rain. He didn't even run. He just walked at a normal pace, like he didn't care that he was freezing. I watched him until he disappeared around the corner of the science building.

I say. “I’m a genius,” he says. “Yes, my boy,” Elara answers. “You are.” *** Theo has settled in his classroom. His teacher and classmates were happy to see him, they were all around him, and he’d also been excited to see them. I’d expected Elara to feel the same too, but now that we’re on our way towards the penthouse — so I can drop her before going to office since she wants to work from home — I don’t think she’s all that happy.

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.