Classroom Of The Elite Volume 1 Novels & Stories

Iris: He got us. We closed the door behind us and left them for the classroom. Once again we stood there but now it's different. I could feel the pressure from the other side of the door. Drake opened the door and sure enough there was pressure. This time a whole bunch of fireballs in different colors looking awesomely fatal were waiting to be shot all aiming at us. We stood there by the door and facing off to all the current members of the Elite Tier class. (Except for the two we left behind and the worn-out Franz suffering from Depression.) They were all smiling and giggling and shouted in a loud voice.

The girl didn't know how to feel so she just turned her head sideways, so Arnold wouldn't be able to see her current state. But unknown to her, the Prince already noticed it. " What are you doing Arnold? Step away from the slave!" Belle barked annoyingly at Arnold and stepped closer to Arnold. Arnold raised his head up and looked at Belle. His look was clearly chilling, and the temperature in the room dropped down to the lowest degree. Everyone present could feel how cold the hallway was, and Belle shivered subconsciously. The look Arnold was giving her was enough to make her feel frightened, and she stepped back from him.

I'm not going to lie, telling him all of my current drama is fun. "Really?" The man perks up and is on the edge of his seat. I turn to him with a gleeful grin. I have mentioned Jake to Dr. Khumalo, and he has his own opinions about the man. "Yeah, it's crazy. In the middle of my lesson, there was this huge commotion. I mean, it was loud. Naturally, I wanted to know what was going on. I tell the class that we will take a good seven-minute break as I go out to investigate. Trust me, nothing would have prepared me when I open the door. The moment I do, about three or four policemen begin storming down the hallway,"

Geez, why is he bent on making this difficult" Morgan muttered... ............................................................................. EAST HIGH SCHOOL Junior High Building Junior Year Three Class Michelle (Elle) and Isabel as been looking gloomy since both of them arrived at school in the morning... Kelvin, Warren, and most especially, Theo as been trying to pinpoint what happened that can make both of them quiet in the class..... Even the class noticed their quietness because the class is somehow bored. After all, since Elle was back, the class has become more interesting..... "Do you know what is wrong with Elle and Isabel?" Kelvin asked Theo "No, I don't know" Theo shrugged

“Ever since our previous Alpha passed away, we have been waiting for this moment, for you to sit on the Alpha’s throne.” “Alpha,” Another Elder said. “You have a great aura, one of royalty and positivity. Please take the throne, and lead our pack.” Jay looked at all of them, and with a weary heart, he nodded. ***** Eleanor continued to grin madly in class. Nobody wanted to be near her now, but she was truly enjoying it all. It was beyond her greatest desires - to birth such chaos with everything that she touched. All of a sudden, she heard the glass door open, and the principal's assistant walked in, asking, “Is Eleanor in this class?” All eyes turned to Eleanor herself. “The principal is ca

**“Janna, drop it. Seriously.” Janna held up her hands in mock surrender. **“Alright, fine. But I still think you like him.”** Elie’s quickened her pace, desperate to end the conversation. They finally reached their classroom and slipped into their seats just as the bell rang. --- **Later That Day – After Class** The school day dragged on painfully slow. Elie’s tried focusing on her lessons, but her mind kept drifting back to Damien and Bianca. The scene in the cafeteria replayed over and over, much to her frustration.

Derrick's POV The next day, I got to class earlier than usual and Eliana hadn't arrived then. I'd been forced to wake up early when Susan made a fuss about not finding an important file she needed in the office and I hadn't been able to go back to sleep even after she found it. I was still a little bit sleepy when I got to class but I shrugged it off as soon as the students began to walk in. Eliana was the seventh person to enter and my jaw nearly dropped when she did.

Eighty. When the class ended and the room emptied almost immediately as students gathered their bags and moved toward the doors, Elara lingered. She watched Adrian pack his papers, his movements precise, deliberate, and she waited, heart thrumming, for the moment she’d been rehearsing in her mind since receiving her grade. “Professor Moore?” she asked, her voice slightly tight, almost betraying her nerves. He glanced up, a faint smile brushing his lips. “Yes, Elara. Everything okay?”

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.

CALEB I waited ten minutes into the lecture before pushing the heavy wooden doors open.I walked past my usual row, marched straight down to the very front of the theatre, and pulled out a chair. I sat down, slung my arms back, and stared at him. "Nice of you to join us, Mr. Foster," Eliot murmured. "Traffic was brutal, Professor," I replied smoothly, a dark smile tugging at my lips. "Don't let me interrupt." For the next fifty minutes,my eyes were never off him. Every time Eliot faced the class, my gaze was waiting. He tried to look away, but his eyes kept snapping back to me.