روايات وقصص ضمن Classroom Of The Elite Op

We aren't on the tourist strip; we’re moving through the high-end district where the elite play. Finally, we pull up to a massive black gated academy. This doesn't look like a school for kids; it’s a fortress of marble and ivy. Alec and Matteo guide us out and through the front gates. Inside, there’s a massive arrangement of red velvet seats facing a grand stage. It looks more like a theater for an award show than a school function for kids. People in tailored suits are bubbling around—parents and guardians who look like they belong to the group of elites that can buy Earth.

“Want to grab some food so we can talk about it?” “Sure,” I replied, running my fingers through my hair. I definitely needed food to process everything. We began walking through the halls, and I was about to enter the first cafeteria when Tessa suddenly pulled me away. “What are you doing?” she asked, wide-eyed. “Going to eat?” “Not there, silly,” she said. “That’s reserved for the Elites.” “But aren’t we Elites?” I tilted my head to the side. “Not officially,” she replied. “The Opulence Cafeteria is reserved for the wolves with the highest points—or in the freshmen’s case, the richest ones.”

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.

The Classy Elite dining hall boast of wealthy and how prestigious the private highschool is,with it's perfection and excellent standard in every aspect of the school, that why it rated first and the best in USA as a whole. The students sat down in pairs and clique as they ate and chatted happily. Jace and his friends move to their high-table at the corner of the hall ,where the students believe that the seats belong to the high-monarch and highest class in school like Ian Grayson and his friends are the only ones could only sit there. " Hey Jace what with the sullen look. We just won the match so cheer up man ! ,Just forget whatever that is bothering you" a brownette guy said,his bimbo pe

" Ok if you insist but whatever happens in there will be on you" " I understand " " mmmm go then, you will be joined by Spice and Twinkle, hurry in now because there are yet to dress up" Poppy made a dash to Ray's room, which is on the top floor. The whole floor was his private getaway and it is soundproof too. His study is near the living room with the girls but his escape pod is closer to the heavens. A private elevator was installed and leads directly into his bedroom.

She's so easy to be with, there's nothing to be intimidate off. "Olivia, just let us eat, what they already prepared for us," so the butler's named Olivia. She nodded then get herself inside the kitchen. "As you pleased, misses," that's her last word. Valentin continue to walk, until she reach the elongated fancy table, with luxurious plates and cups placed in. She give herself a sit. I'm still standing a few inches from her. Valentin gave me a why-your-still-standing-there look. "Have a sit, miss Kane. Don't just stand there, come here, and sit beside me,"

"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.

“Can you two stop? One more disruption and you two would be sent out of the class, understood?” A noise spread through the entire classroom and I knew that it was mainly because she had mentioned punishing Lennox and Nerissa. They were the top Elites kids and since she was new here, she probably didn’t understand how things worked here. The top Elite Kids were above punishment and one single mistake could cost her job. Lennox’s eyes turned red and he pointed to himself. “You are going to punish who?…” Nerissa stood up, a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Yes, punish who? Do you even know who we are?”

Blake replied. "Just so you know, Bryce came too." Zane cautioned. "Why is he?" Blake asked in between his teeth. "Curious, I guess." Zane replied and Blake just shrugged his shoulders gesturing them to come in. Zane opened the door and allowed them. "Hi, Chloe! Blake!" Bryce greeted them as soon as they entered the office. For several seconds Chloe stared down at two teens. One whom she knew well and the other not close to what she was expecting to see. They were both in school uniform which Chloe knew to be the uniform of Elite High, the most prestigious high school in Castile.

It felt more like a high court than a classroom. Only thirty of us had qualified for this elite track; names that would one day be signed at the bottom of international treaties. I took a seat in the center row, my black leather jacket a sharp, defiant contrast against the green velvet. I wasn't surprised to see Riven lounging in the back; his dark gaze was fixed on the ceiling, looking bored but entirely present. Dahlia and Elara sat nearby, sharp and attentive.