Classroom Of The Elite Test Novels & Stories

He had already received multiple college offers through competitions and did not even take the college entrance exam. I had heard of Rachel and Timothy before. They were the couple whose grades came in at the bottom. No matter what, Rachel would never be the top scorer. Before I could get more information from the floating messages before me, the listening test started. Out of sheer habit, my top-scorer instincts kicked in, and I subconsciously answered every question on the paper. However, when it came time to fill in the answer sheet, I hesitated. The invigilator walked over to me and asked impatiently, "Why aren't you filling in your answer sheet?"

Carey said. I stepped closer, my voice low and sharp. "You swore on your honor as a teacher?" She swallowed hard. "I..." "Tell me," I pressed, "does a real teacher turn a blind eye when a student is bullied? Favor kids based on their parents' wealth? Take bribes to let one child run wild?" Her face went ashen. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Seeing his own master so resolute, Hudson heart that is a desperate. He looked again at the height of sixty-one floors, and then opened his mouth, "Uh…. although it is difficult to find handsome than Liam, but people have to solve the difficulties! Dad, I'm going to find someone for you to go." And in the meantime, the wind is strong. Everyone in the classroom lowered their heads without saying a word, and the atmosphere was so heavy that people couldn't breathe. The teacher slammed the test paper straight down on the podium, "The results of the practice test before this final exam are out!

“Good! Good! That’s my daughter! Go! Put her in that class right now! As for that exam spot, it’s decided by ranking. Whoever refuses her is out!” With the chairman as my dad, everything moved fast. Ten minutes later, I stood at the door of the elite class. The homeroom teacher was a strict middle-aged woman named Olivia Lawson. Everyone called her the “Demon Headmistress.” She adjusted her glasses and looked me up and down. “Xena? I heard you came in through connections.” I had not even spoken a word when she added, “I don’t care who your father is. In my class, everything is based on performance. If you’re at the bottom of the next mock test, you’ll be out immediately.”

"I'm sorry, Mom, but I'll just stick to water today." She didn't push it. I got in the car and headed to the test center. The test was at an elite Upper East Side prep school. Thanks to the massive donation, I bypassed the crowded lecture halls. They took me straight to a plush VIP room. "You must be Miss Ava?" The proctor was a middle-aged guy in gold-rimmed glasses. He was freakishly polite. "Please, take a seat. We'll begin shortly." The first two sections went perfectly. I felt great.

Jefferson. "Let's have a contest. We'll both do this test at the same time. If I win, you will resign. I'll be the one taking over the podium, and you can go home and retire. "But if I lose, I'll do whatever you want. Get on my knees and beg and grovel for forgiveness, or spend the rest of my time in detention, or drop out and get lost from your sight—your pick. Wanna bet?" The classroom was so quiet I could only hear my own breathing.

The quiet class becomes suddenly noisy and the girls all start clapping whilst looking at Aaron in surprise. "Great Job, Tyler and Caroline. The credit goes to you both," Mr. Jacob smiles looking at us as Aaron walks back towards us. "But why haven't you both submitted your sheets yet? Your student already finished the test and scored full marks," he adds as Aaron sits back proudly beside us with his answer sheet. Funnily enough, he has the expression of a warrior who won a great battle. Ty looks at Aaron for a brief second and then goes back to solving the last question. He finishes the test in a few minutes and goes to Mr. Jacobs. He of course gets full marks. Soon, I also finish my test g

With how strong even the educators there were, it was no wonder why the Leicom Academy was the Leicom Continent’s symbol of power… It was sometime later when a few masters could be seen talking to the dean in the academy’s main hall. Shortly after, Master Ykink entered the scene. After bowing respectfully toward each of them, he then sat down before declaring, “Dean, and Masters! The recruitment test for this year has ended! The results are… Four hundred new students in the beginner class, two hundred in the intermediate one, and as for the elite class… We only have one new student!” Hearing that, the four masters in the hall instantly looked surprised. They hadn’t expected so few students t

I was talking with the trio when I felt an arm around my waist. "Have you prepared for the test?" Kevin husked in my ear. "Yes mister" i replied "Good. Because i have not and you are going to help me with the test." He said pulling me towards the stairs. "Okayyyy. I only help the people who smiles" i said pouting. He turned his fave towards me and smiled. He was back to normal now. The day picked up fast. The test was in 3rd lecture. We were walked out of the class together after the test.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I