Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Volume 4

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.

He hid behind the door and listen “Vivian, her name is Vivian“ “Alex Mace I hope you have a good explanation for not being in class “ “Principal Albert, I am…………well….I was………“ “Get to class Alex, now“ “Yes Sir“ I have found you Vivian, you are closer to me now, and I will know who you are, what you are, why you were in the cellar struck and will get my thanks. For days his eyes followed her everywhere, He recorded her every moves in his mind and will day dream about her occasionally, He was fascinated by her and wanted to be near but did not want to scare her just yet. He had changed a lot and he does not think he was ready to push himself into her life. Alex heard his name being called far

"The price hike begins at 12:01. Welcome to the High Council, children. Try not to let the guilt spoil your dinner." The doors hissed shut behind us as we stepped into the private elevator. The moment the metal panels met, Evangeline slumped against the mirrored wall. "What's in 4-G?" I asked. "Shut up." "Evie, you looked like you were seeing a corpse. What is it?"

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again.

A man walked in. He wore a black, button-up shirt, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, he was tall, dark, thick with messy hair, olive toned skin, piercing blue eyes, pointed nose, luscious lips, sexy walk, he walked with grace and possessiveness, that would make any girl want to make him pregnant, lean muscular build and elegant. His presence swallowed the air like smoke. He dropped a leather folder on the table in front of the classroom, slowly looking up. Straight at Elara.

“Hidden behind the false panel. Go on. See what your 'knight' is really made of.” Elena reached the heavy mahogany desk in the corner of the study. Her hands shook as she found the hidden catch. It clicked a sound that felt like a gunshot in the absolute silence. She pulled out a leather-bound folder embossed with the Vance crest. Inside wasn't a love letter. It was a technical manual. [PROJECT ARCHITECT: PHASE 4 CONTAINMENT AND NEURAL DAMPENING]

“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.

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“He thinks control equals strength. But control snaps first when desire shows up.” The silence after that was thick enough to chew. She tapped her pen once on the clipboard. “Very insightful.” Her voice dropped, just for them. “All four of you stay after class for… extra discussion. I think you’re ready for the advanced stuff.” Four heads nodded. Nobody blinked. The bell rang at 8:55. Students packed up, talked, left. The four stayed right where they were. She closed the door. Locked it. Pulled the blinds halfway enough light to see by, not enough for anyone outside to see clearly.

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.