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I asked excitedly, starting to walk alongside Victor. "Depending on how your mental, physical and spiritual energy is," Victor replied, letting me get into the elevator first. I nodded, and we chatted some more, and then he left me in front of the classroom. Skyler and Sebastian were there, waiting for me to go to class. I honestly thought I was going to enjoy the class, but it was very boring because Skyler soon showed me the first book that told me about the houses, but it's very boring, there are bibliographies, as well as lots of names and lots of different titles, changing titles in between.

I say humbly. “Noah’s having his extra lesson at the moment, but if you come in, I’ll give you his bag.” I follow her into the empty classroom, which smells of wood and paint and Play-Doh. The assistant teacher, Ellen, is tidying away some plastic counters and she beams up at me. Ellen has a high-salaried husband in banking and is a great fan of five-star hotels. She reads the magazine every month and is always questioning me about the latest spa treatments and whether Dubai is over.

Geez, why is he bent on making this difficult" Morgan muttered... ............................................................................. EAST HIGH SCHOOL Junior High Building Junior Year Three Class Michelle (Elle) and Isabel as been looking gloomy since both of them arrived at school in the morning... Kelvin, Warren, and most especially, Theo as been trying to pinpoint what happened that can make both of them quiet in the class..... Even the class noticed their quietness because the class is somehow bored. After all, since Elle was back, the class has become more interesting..... "Do you know what is wrong with Elle and Isabel?" Kelvin asked Theo "No, I don't know" Theo shrugged

For a moment, the room was dead silent before a low but frantic buzzing broke out like a disturbed beehive: "Is that the girl with the short hair from the hallway earlier..." "She’s in this class? The Advanced Class?" I stood on the podium, slowly scanning the room from top to bottom to observe the structure and positioning of everyone inside. Without needing to see the list beforehand, just by looking at the factions forming below, I immediately realized that Blackwood's criteria for class placement had changed drastically this year. The school no longer clearly separated the ultra-wealthy from the academic elite. Instead, they had brazenly mixed top-tier business heirs, the filthy rich, an

By the next morning, Starlight Elite Academy felt normal again. Too normal. Like the chaos from before had been neatly erased filed away and forgotten. But not by everyone. Ivy Morgan took her seat near the window, her gaze briefly drifting outside before returning to the classroom. The air felt different today. Expectant. Like something was about to happen. At the front, the instructor adjusted the digital board, his expression sharper than usual. “We’ll be doing something different today,” he announced.

Kate said and leaves to go to the bathroom. ****** He drives his car into the school's car park He comes out of the car while closing the door, some girls who were passing-by stopped to greet him "Good day Mr marcelo sir" One of the girls said who seemed timid "Oh good day young lady, how are you miss?" He replied nicely "I'm fine sir" the timid girl replied while the other stared at him admiring his handsome features. He nod at them and walked off "Ahhhh he's so hot.. look at his broad chest, I could just lay my head on it for ages" the other finally spoke off

Only the goddess knows how her chest was palpitating loudly , as if her heart wanted to escape from it's cage. " You can search for what you want here, but please be careful," her ears caught the librarian's words, and she agreed subconsciously by inclining her head up and down. Then, the librarian left to continue her duties. The little girl searched around the big shelf, going through different layers, and alas she found what she was looking for. Who would have thought getting the book that could help her would be this easy? Even Lexa herself wasn't definitely sure but was only giving it a tral, turns out it actually worked.

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.

The bell rang with a sharp chime, echoing through the arched hallways of Creswell Academy. Elara slid into her seat by the window in Contemporary World Affairs—once her favorite class, a lifetime ago. This room, with its polished walnut desks and floor-to-ceiling windows, had seen her at her brightest… and her most broken.