Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Summary

Classes flowed smoothly, and once again, Claudia couldn’t help but admire the system at Dominant High. No matter the drama, the chaos, the hierarchy— Education still came first. Students paid attention. They studied hard. No bribery. No cheating. Failure meant expulsion and no one wanted that Well… Except a few careless ones. Their second class was a general subject. Claudia took her seat beside Cathy and Lydia. Not long after— Bianca walked in. Her eyes locked onto Claudia instantly. Her gaze Cold and Sharp. Claudia noticed and instead of ignoring it— She stood up.

But under Elena's gaze, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He could only nod helplessly. Elena hurried out the door to catch the bus. Shaun wanted his driver to take her, but she declined, and he didn't insist. Brightsun Elite High School. Elena jogged all the way to her classroom. As soon as she stepped inside, she noticed some unusual glances. When she looked over, her classmates quickly lowered their heads, as if trying to hide something. Elena didn't pay much attention. She calmly walked to her seat and sat down.

The elemental classroom was unlike their previous classroom. It was so big, that they could fit a hundred tanks inside it. The elemental classroom was also separated into fourteen different rooms, each having the same equipment, and the interior was visible from outside. This was not the only block, in the same model this kind of rooms were created for each and every different class ,and the rooms for elite class was bigger than the other rooms and was unoccupied. The duo entered the classroom as many other students did the same.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mr Howard. I will be teaching you guys for the second half of the semester of this course." The large classroom was filled with more than 200 people. This was a law school public class. The people who came to class were all industry elites. Every time, students had to compete to grab a spot in the class. Among them, there was the well-dressed and elegant Mr Howard. Mr Howard always wore a suit and leather shoes, exuding an elite demeanor. Without saying a word, he stands there like a person of remarkable talent.

Jenny seemed preoccupied and added nothing to what Franky said. "Lisa's father owns a law firm, but even she kept quiet." Franky gestured toward a contemplating Lisa, who, just like Jenny, was paying no attention to the topic of discussion. She was thinking about what she had seen when she skipped physics class. She had planned to wait it out in the girls' bathroom. Instead, she went to the Elites' classroom. The room was less of a classroom and more of a hangout for the richest kids. Not the rich kids, the 'richest.'

The elite class was taught using a curriculum that was tailored for child geniuses— which all the students were. Geniuses exceeded the intellect of an average person. They were usually more self-absorbed, and they rarely paid attention to other people. This was the other reason why Hayden had decided to stay on with the school after the first day. Avery was initially happy that Hayden had found a suitable place, but she had forgotten the pressure that he would face when placed in such an environment. "Are you worried about Hayden?" After plugging in the kettle, Elliot looked at her. "Don't worry, he will learn how to handle the stress."

“I think that’s enough ‘manner’ talk for one day.” Bryan chuckled. “Wow. Tell him how you really feel.” Emma, forgetting his fear, burst into a short, surprised laugh. “Ha-ha!” Elliot studied Classy, the anger fading into something more calculating. He took a step closer, his voice dropping. “I know your file, son. I know you haven’t had what anyone would call a family for the past three years. I know it’s been… hard. Isolated.” The smirk melted from Classy’s face, replaced by a guarded neutrality. He gave a single, tight nod. “Yeah.”

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

she said, walking away as if she was scared to catch what I had. A misfortune, that was it. I stared at the official letter, a dormitory change in the middle of the semester? This shouldn’t happen. Unless…. Knox Cole. His silence hadn’t been for nothing. He had been planning, moving pieces, while I chased shadows. Throwing fists like what they knew I was. A trailer boy. Nothing worthy to be in their presence. Everything was spinning and I was barely holding on. I was finally understanding the elite world. They weren’t loud. slow, a poison that kills fast.

--- That afternoon. Ella sat quietly in an empty classroom reviewing lecture notes. The door suddenly slammed open. Several students entered. Two boys. Three girls. Known campus troublemakers. They walked directly toward her. Ella didn't even look up. A mocking laugh sounded. "So this is the abandoned daughter?" The leader grabbed her notebook. Then threw it onto the floor. Splash! A bottle of water followed. Her notes instantly became soaked. The classroom erupted with laughter. Outside the room. Bella watched from a distance.