Classroom Of The Elite Vol 6 Novels & Stories

Except that she drank more coffee than a human should, she has a cute cat, and wore silly slipper socks. I needed to find out more about her and I knew just the place. —- Evan was all too eager to go to Domino’s with me. He knew about my experience with the bombshell who ran all of the martial arts classes. I knew Evelyn would be pissed to see me, but I was gluttonous for punishment. I needed to see her. Walking into the elaborate industrial lobby, I swiped my one day pass on the kiosk before entering the secure weight room. After dropping off our duffles in the coed locker room we were greeted by Badger, the beautiful blonde who was in charge of the class.

Hayes pushed Keona’s head, “Everyone knows you hate Professor Marcel, it’s obvious you would rather walk on fire than be in the same space with him.” Hayes made a lot of sense. I think I would tell Sir we should come in our separate cars. I can’t let rumors spread about us right now. “Whatever,” I said in a high-pitched sing-like voice as I took my seat. The first class went by slowly, and the second one came in. “You seem excited,” Keona bumped her shoulder with mine. “It’s my man’s class,” I whispered with excitement. “Must be nice to be in love,” Eveline scoffed as she made faces.

Lost in a haze of excitement and nerves throughout the remainder of his classes, Eli fidgets impatiently, glancing frequently at the time. The minutes crawl by torturously slowly, each second stretching into eternity as he waits for 7 pm to finally arrive. As the final bell rings, signaling the end of classes for the day, Eli practically sprints out of the lecture hall, his heart pounding with anticipation. He rushes back to his apartment, bursting through the front door to find Nathan lounging on the couch.

The bell rang with a sharp chime, echoing through the arched hallways of Creswell Academy. Elara slid into her seat by the window in Contemporary World Affairs—once her favorite class, a lifetime ago. This room, with its polished walnut desks and floor-to-ceiling windows, had seen her at her brightest… and her most broken.

The moment he heard it, Klenth choked and spat his coffee all over his laptop. She laughed at his reaction. Of course, anyone would be shocked to know she was married to Gian Saldivar. “What the fuck!” Klenth cursed. “My god, the laptop! This is Kuya’s laptop!” That’s what you get, playboy. Throwing ‘honey-honey’ at me. “Good night, Klenth,” she said, grabbing her milk and walking away. Maybe I should change taste. Engineers aren’t my thing anymore, she thought to herself.

You look tired. Elara gave a small nod. “Just peachy.” Thanks for having my back and never would I have thought I'd see Jade quiet down without a fight. Cat smiled, It's nothing.I know her type.I’m used to dealing with her type back in Chicago . Suddenly the room quieted as the teacher walked in. The teacher enters. “Class, we’ve got a new transfer student.” Someone mutters at the front seat, “Two new students back to back? What’s going on this week ?.”

I sat at my desk in the back row of Ms. Elara Voss's empty classroom, the late afternoon sun slanting through the blinds like golden bars trapping me here. The clock on the wall ticked past 5 PM, and the school halls outside had gone quiet, echoing with the ghosts of slammed lockers and laughter from earlier. Ms. Voss was strict—everyone knew that. Her sharp green eyes could pin you in place during lectures on literature, her voice cutting through bullshit like a knife.

I muttered some words of prayer to the Moon goddess to save me as she's always done, just as she's saved me from the mass destruction of my Pack years ago, leaving me as the only survivor. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, Mr Clark's cologne filled the office and I walked towards the table. “I received your email sir.” I told him and was surprised at how professional I sounded instead of a helpless shaky voice in trouble. “Yes Miss Smith, please have a seat” He tells me jovialy and I relaxed a bit before sitting down. His office was something made out of rich cedar and splash of silver. That's the thing about Elite Celestial Royal Academy, the school wasn't just beautiful, it wa