Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Volume 5

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.

I slide the banana to the far edge of the tray. “Just looking out for you,” Eli adds, already shovelling eggs like he didn't say anything. I force a laugh, then sip my shake. Zanthe growls again, but quieter this time, more of a grumble. I shut her out and return my attention to Eli, before he can notice. He leans back, stretching, his grin widening. “Five more days before the End of year. Then I finally get to go home. And if the goddess is good, I’ll get word on my application to the Elite Task Force.”

Fists and kicks rained down. She made no sound. She curled tighter, shielding the wallet against her chest. "Do you want to explain what's going on? Stop!" The sharp command cut through the chaos. Elara Chamberlain crossed the courtyard toward them, her arms stacked with textbooks. She was the fifth sister of the Chamberlain family and a teacher at Silverton High. "Miss Chamberlain!" Yvonne and the others straightened at once. Even campus bullies knew which lines not to cross. "What's happening here?" Elara demanded.

"Let's watch the movie." Jeke hesitates for a moment before moving to sit beside you on the couch, careful not to invade your personal space too much. Lucas plops down on your other side, grinning mischievously as he stretches his arm across the back of the couch. Nicolas takes a seat in an armchair nearby, his intense gaze never leaving you. Levi settles onto the floor in front of you, leaning against your legs comfortably. As Nicolas presses play, the opening credits of Fifty Shades of Grey fill the screen. The room is filled with a palpable tension, each boy stealing glances at you and each other, wondering what the night has in store.

It felt more like a high court than a classroom. Only thirty of us had qualified for this elite track; names that would one day be signed at the bottom of international treaties. I took a seat in the center row, my black leather jacket a sharp, defiant contrast against the green velvet. I wasn't surprised to see Riven lounging in the back; his dark gaze was fixed on the ceiling, looking bored but entirely present. Dahlia and Elara sat nearby, sharp and attentive.

Stay. Eli opens his eyes. They are clear. He looks at Jonah. “I remember,” he says, and his voice breaks. “I remember everything.” Outside, the second classroom chimes as the wind hits its leaf roof. Inside, eighty-nine children learn how to ask instead of take. And on the living moss map, a new light blinks on, right where we are, brighter than the others. Not Duskbane. Home.

As though Elizabeth had left only yesterday. Elena noticed a knitted blanket resting over an armchair. A cup of tea beside it. Still warm. Her heartbeat quickened. Someone had been here. Very recently. She looked toward Clara. "She's close." Clara didn't answer. That silence... Was answer enough. --- In the study, Clara unlocked a small mahogany cabinet. Inside rested a beautifully wrapped box. "This was Lady Elizabeth's final instruction." She placed it on the desk. "She said..." "'When Elena Hart and Adrian Blackwell arrive together...'"

Xo, Black6 - Damon’s POV. Eli, Jet, Warren and I decided to be late for Jenkins’s class again. It’s not like he would care. He was a cool teacher and understood that we had some business to take care of before getting to class. Plus, I have the highest grade in that class. Even if I was star of the football team and spent a lot of time with the ladies, I still found time to study. However, we didn’t have business to take care of today. But we didn’t feel like going to class just yet either. So, we were leaning against the lockers while Eli was rambling about his mate, Abigail.

Camela thought to herself and laughed lightly. Her demeanor had changed, and she appeared ruthless now. " Pay for all these boxes of sugar!" She commanded the Senior worker sternly, pointing to the sugars on the floor, and she looked back at him. The Senior worker was jolted back to reality by Camela's words as he already spaced out. He blinked his eyes repeatedly and composed himself. " Alright, I will." He nodded, agreeing to pay for the wasted sugars. He thought, since he was going to get more money anyway, why not spend the one available now.

Treating the patients while teaching the students . All their seniors said this man is too fierce and cold . So most of them felt unlucky to be put under his class this year . " Last year examination, top five of the university is coming from this class . The first place Elina Endriana Wong . Which one ?" He ask seriously with his cold voice . " Me Sir "Elina stands up while looking at him . " Good I hope you can continued with your good greds . The second place Olivia Sang . Third place Zachary .Fourth place Shawn Shi and fifth place Lilian Chang . Which one are you ?" He ask again .