Classroom Of The Elite Read Novels & Stories

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.

Somehow, some way, I would find a way to ruin it. And being alone isn't so bad. I wanted to ask about my husband, I wanted to ask how well he knew the man, but I opted for looking out the window and chewing on my bottom lip like I held a grudge against it. No. The silence is better. Thirty minutes later, the magnificent sight of Elysium Elite University came into view. It was one of the most elusive and prestigious universities in New York, a school founded by the most powerful men in the country at the time. Over one hundred years of history and it still ranked first every year as the hardest school to get into.

Exactly the type of people Elena wanted to observe. Sometimes opportunities appeared in unexpected places. --- The teacher entered. Instantly, the classroom became quiet. "Students." She adjusted her glasses. "The preliminary qualification exam begins today." Several students groaned. Others looked excited. Vanessa looked confident. Elena looked bored. The teacher distributed papers. "Begin." --- The room fell silent. Pens moved. Pages turned. Minutes passed. Most students struggled. The examination was notoriously difficult. Many questions belonged at university level. Vanessa answered confidently.

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.

Petra continue to chase us while calling His Highness. There were so many hallways we went through, room after room, it seemed like no boundaries. the man holding my hand continued to pull. After a long walk, we finally reached their fancy kitchen and dining table. It's very well made, and you don't seem to see a single mistake made of it. Very nice and wonderful to behold. It seems like a dream, to witness this kind of orbra maestra of a human creation. But surprisingly, I could not see a single person or assistant, only us in my sight. Very quiet surroundings, deafening silence embraced and greeted us.

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.

The woman bowed a full ninety degrees the moment she stepped into the classroom. Ray was, of course, this "Mr. Caldridge." The classroom held only the two of them now; every other student had already gone home for the day. In fact, at least half the class had bolted before the final bell even rang. What could you expect from a room full of problem students, obedient to school rules? Ray sized up this ripe, full-figured woman. Thanks to how deep her bow was, he caught a glimpse of heaving waves and a fathomless valley beneath her collar. He hesitated for a beat. "And you are?"

“Professor Vale.” I inclined my head. “Miss Adeniran.” “Eli, you ready?” she asked, eyes flicking between us. He nodded quickly. “Yeah. Just finished.” Maya grinned, then looked at me again. “See you in class, Professor.” “Of course.” Eli gathered his bag. They left together, voices echoing down the hall. Silence settled back in. I leaned back in my chair, eyes on the neatly folded jacket. Still warm from him. Pathetic.

Lucian didn’t believe in instinct. But something about this— Something refused to settle. Across the city, Elena stood in the doorway of a quiet classroom, watching. Eli sat at a small table near the window, surrounded by children his age, though he clearly didn’t belong among them—not in the way they thought, not in the way they processed the world. His teacher was speaking, explaining something simple. Eli was already finished. Elena could tell by the way his fingers tapped lightly against the table, his attention drifting toward the mechanical model sitting untouched in the corner.

"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