Classroom Of The Elite Novels & Stories

Alaric’s laughter vibrated through the air. “You could call me materialistic all day long, but I don’t care. After all, it’s not like it’s for free. I’m going to be working for it.” Layla pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “If you’re really interested, you’re already on the right path. Only elite students can become elite teachers.” “Just elite students? What about the ordinary students?” She raised an eyebrow. “They could become ordinary teachers, but only elite teachers teach elite.” He said, pouring more honey on his remaining pancakes.

I’d rather not draw attention, but here we are. The receptionist leads us to one of the top floors, and I quickly realize we’re in a whole different world. Everything and everyone here reeks of money. I spot two other teachers who greet us with friendly waves as we step out of the elevator. "Welcome, class!" Miss Walker greets us brightly. Lina shoots me an annoyed glance. We’re the last ones to arrive, and she clearly blames me. I mouth a quick "sorry," grimacing. As if on cue, I feel his presence before I even see him. My eyes instinctively dart toward Mr. Adkins. His gaze locks onto mine, scanning me up and down in a quick, assessing glance. I do the same—he’s wearing a suit. I quickly lo

she exclaimed, her voice warm and engaging. The students sprang to their feet, their faces filled with respect and admiration. "Good morning, Ma'am!" they chorused in unison, their voices echoing through the room. Hazel's eyes sparkled with excitement as she began to speak. "Today, we'll be having a special upgrading class. We'll be welcoming some of our Class One students who have shown exceptional potential, and a select few will be fast-tracked to Class Four, skipping Class Three altogether!" The room buzzed with anticipation as Hazel paused for dramatic effect. Then, with a flourish, she gestured to the door, and five students entered, their faces beaming with pride and nervousness.

“I mean, he sleeps with them like it’s a hobby. And it’s annoying really.” “Wow.” “Let’s go to business class,” I said, rising to my feet with a stretch.. She nodded, and we both headed out together. *** In the private hall, Elena bent over and whispered, “Why aren’t all our classmates here?” “This is for the top ten wealthiest students,” I whispered back. Just then, Lucien and Kade walked in. I immediately grabbed my phone and checked my reflection on the screen—lip gloss still intact and my hair still perfect.

Camela stood up and tried to dust herself while clapping her hands together in an effort to clean her palms. She knew who the Senior worker was, but she despised him as he was the main person who made her life so miserable in this sugar factory. " How dare you talk like that to me? Has your old brain made you forget about who I am? Hmph!" The senior officer matched forward furiously towards Camela, while his eyes was narrowed. Camela glared at the Senior worker and felt like tearing him into pieces! She hated this place, infact it was worse than been in jail.

Avery was silently shrieking as she gazes upon the interior of the lobby. "Splendid! The designers did an outstanding job this school year!" Aric agreed with his twin, Leath just gave a plain look. In her mind, no matter how regal-looking their school is, it's still a school of rich spoiled brats. Calling them Elites are a bit of an exaggeration

Before we went for our college entrance exam, Flora Reid snuck a mini walkie-talkie into Theo Anderson’s bag. In the past, I had quickly rushed over to warn Theo about it. I reported it to the teachers too. Flora was banned from the examinations due to suspected cheating, and she was brought to the police station. Theo was very grateful toward me for saving him. Hence, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I thought the feeling had been mutual. On the day we filled out our college applications, he switched my Ivy League college to a regular community college. “You ruined Flora’s life, so I’m ruining your future. Do you really think you deserve to go to an Ivy League? “You should spe

The late afternoon sun shone gently through the tall windows of Rosewood Elite Class, a place for the best students and children from rich families. The walls were cream colored and shiny, with gold decorations and fancy moldings. The furniture looked like it belonged in a five star hotel well polished wood with glass tops, soft leather chairs in royal blue, and long velvet curtains in light blue. Each desk had a screen built into the wood for private reading and lessons. A small but elegant chandelier hung in the middle of the room, casting a warm light over the students sitting in neat rows.

Seven years of disappearance only for him to appear again and expect me to come running into his arms like a little girl who has been awaiting the arrival of her father. Sitting down on the sofa, now relaxed, my eyes were glued to the TV drama going on. It was a movie about a high school for elites and rich kids where two students who come from an average background have to prove to them that not only the rich kids are privileged to have whatever they want. In the process and in between the ups and downs, the two students fall in love. As I popped a cheese ball into my mouth, I heard shuffled footsteps behind me, plus a strong smell of strawberry shampoo. My favorite kind of shampoo. What is

"From the grades of the test you passed, it was impossible to place you in a normal class, because it will be wasting your time. We put you in the elite classroom, it’s a class reserved for our most talented students. they are all male students, but I'm sure that you'll be at ease with them, they're wonderful gentlemen and you'll get along well. Of course, you'll have the chance to meet female students in the manners, music, art, and dance classes." An all-male classroom. The headmaster was trying to challenge her. And Elin wasn’t sure she liked where this was going nor did she have the time for it. " I fully trust your strategy headmaster. I believe that I won't be in a better situation if