روايات وقصص ضمن Classroom Of The Elite Volume 9

Chloe said and brought out a large piece of paper from her bag, she placed it on the table and they stared at it. “I don't understand it.” Damien shrugged. “Neither do I.” Clyde added. “Same here.” Chloe also said. “I do.” Audrey muttered and they looked at her. “Really? Explain it.” Damien ordered. “Now I am a part of this.” She groaned and moved closer to the table. “Okay, listen. Here, it shows that it's a three storey building but they are all built like a stadium, here you can see the first floor, second and third, are you following?” She asked and they all nodded in response.

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

And still, the girls spoke to me. "Eleanor Vale. I'm taking you to the Crimson Cellar after class. Private room. Music. Fresh blood. You coming or not..." A lazy voice came from the classroom door, and the room quieted almost at once. Cassian Voss stood outside with one hand in his pocket.

“Did your roommate try to sacrifice you to a dark god or anything? Some of them are weird.” “No, she’s quiet. Her name is Elara,” I replied, taking a piece of toast. “She seems fine.” “Elara is cool. A bit of a loner, but she’s one of the smartest hybrids in the school,” Jack explained between bites of sausage. “You ready for Albright’s class? Get ready to be bored to death.” “He’s not that bad,” Janet chimed in. “He just likes the sound of his own voice. The real problem is who else is in that class.” She subtly tilted her head toward the Aurora table.

Damian stuck his chest out and proudly replied, "I'm here to pick up my granddaughter!" The person opposite him cast him a look of disbelief as usual and appraised him from top to bottom, as if he were an idiot. He probably thought that Damian had something wrong with his head. Soon, school time ended for Luna's class, Third Grade Alpha Class. Alpha class was a class for elite students with the best academic results. When Luna was admitted into the school, she managed to join the class by getting a high rank for her interview and written test results.

Luckily, the next day she had no classes, so she grabbed her schedule from the front desk, had breakfast in the cafeteria, and went out for some shopping. Grand Elite Academy was on the outskirts of the main city and was surrounded by small towns. Innessa bought some fake vines, fairy lights, and some double-sided sticky tape. On her way back, she had an iced latte. Stepping inside her room, she removed her shoes, placed them aside, and padded inside barefoot. She checked her banking app once before she got to work.

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 ?.”

--- That afternoon. Ella sat quietly in an empty classroom reviewing lecture notes. The door suddenly slammed open. Several students entered. Two boys. Three girls. Known campus troublemakers. They walked directly toward her. Ella didn't even look up. A mocking laugh sounded. "So this is the abandoned daughter?" The leader grabbed her notebook. Then threw it onto the floor. Splash! A bottle of water followed. Her notes instantly became soaked. The classroom erupted with laughter. Outside the room. Bella watched from a distance.

She is currently lounging on the living room sofa, drinking a fresh blood bag and watching a ridiculously gory slasher movie on the flat screen. I am running on the communal treadmill in the corner, burning off my heavy Wagyu dinner, my body drenched in sweat. "So, about our Class 1 teachers," Liviel calls out over the sound of chainsaw massacres on the TV. "The curriculum is split into Academic and Practical training." I increase the speed on the treadmill. "Go on." "Our Academic homeroom Professor is the Awakener of the God of Abundance. He is incredibly gentle and soft-spoken most of the time. But whatever you do, do not piss him off. When he gets angry..."

The man before her was tall and well-built, wearing a perfectly tailored shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing an elegant collarbone. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, deep pupils like cold stars, a straight nose, and thin lips curved in a subtle smile, giving him both a handsome and carefree appearance. But Zoey wasn't amazed by his good looks—this man was none other than her high school classmate, a friend she'd once been very close to. Lucas looked shocked, studying Zoey's face repeatedly before daring to confirm. His voice was filled with surprise, “Wait, Zoey…? How did you end up in Milan?"