Novel & Cerita Classroom Of The Elite Year 2

Indeed, this was a school for the wealthy, befitting of its name, ELITE COLLEGE. With the map I had been given beforehand, I managed to locate my way to my first major class which was by luck on my part. Arriving at the doorstep, inside, the huge class was filled to the brim, with mainly females and oddly enough, they all were gathered in the front seat, even fighting amongst themselves to sit in front. As odd as it was, I tried to make my presence as tiny as possible. The scents of everyone seemed to have become stronger which was in turn making me dizzy.

I think I can manage getting to three classes and home for lunch. Entering my English class, sure he wouldn’t follow me in, right? Of course, it was too good to be true. He followed me to the back and pulled up a chair. How am I supposed to focus when he’s acting weird. “Ahem “ Mr. Lewinski cleared his throat, “ quiet down everyone for the last class of the school year we will be watching a movie” the projector spur to life with a noise that can only be described as a dinosaurs mating call.

Avery was silently shrieking as she gazes upon the interior of the lobby. "Splendid! The designers did an outstanding job this school year!" Aric agreed with his twin, Leath just gave a plain look. In her mind, no matter how regal-looking their school is, it's still a school of rich spoiled brats. Calling them Elites are a bit of an exaggeration

We aren't on the tourist strip; we’re moving through the high-end district where the elite play. Finally, we pull up to a massive black gated academy. This doesn't look like a school for kids; it’s a fortress of marble and ivy. Alec and Matteo guide us out and through the front gates. Inside, there’s a massive arrangement of red velvet seats facing a grand stage. It looks more like a theater for an award show than a school function for kids. People in tailored suits are bubbling around—parents and guardians who look like they belong to the group of elites that can buy Earth.

They were all in the introductory classes together and it was torture for Ellie. She found her favorite class was mathematics. She was in the same class with Jake, Meredith, Sam, Firash, and unfortunately Mark, but his presence was overshadowed by the presence of all of her friends. They were in the advanced math class, taking pre-calculus. They were all in her Chemistry and Physics class as well. At the end of the year, they would take a placement exam to determine if they were able to start university-level Calculus during their senior year. Apparently Mark, despite his dismal personality, had a brilliant brain as he was one of the top students in the class. Luckily for Ellie, she was also

“No thanks, Vi. This is going to be a one-time thing.” A laugh escaped me and I shook my head at her. “And besides,” she went on, “you keep forgetting that the Elite Team is not something small. In case of a war, which we all know might be coming, they will have to be the ones protecting the school. Which means—“

I love puzzles especially when it came in the form of measly humans. I checked my watch for the third time. "Oh bored already?!" She giggled. "Don't worry, I'm not that high maintenance." I said nothing, my phone buzzed. Thank God. It was Levi, one of the few people I tolerated. A single message with a video file attached. "Watch this now!" His text screamed like a matter of urgency. My brows creased in question. I tapped it open, already half done with this date. The moment the video loaded, I stopped breathing.

“I think that’s enough ‘manner’ talk for one day.” Bryan chuckled. “Wow. Tell him how you really feel.” Emma, forgetting his fear, burst into a short, surprised laugh. “Ha-ha!” Elliot studied Classy, the anger fading into something more calculating. He took a step closer, his voice dropping. “I know your file, son. I know you haven’t had what anyone would call a family for the past three years. I know it’s been… hard. Isolated.” The smirk melted from Classy’s face, replaced by a guarded neutrality. He gave a single, tight nod. “Yeah.”

Chapter 75 – They Say No One Dies From Love December 14, 2030 – Aerie Academy, then Xibalba They say no one dies from love. Well, I might just be the first. It starts with a week that is actually, infuriably normal. Classes. Office hours where freshmen cry because Rowan rewrote gravity again. Kayo teaching “Intro to Chaos” by turning the cafeteria into a zero-G rave. Nerida winning the void-skate championship while literally eating a black hole for style points.

Even the children of elites in NUAT are extremely intelligent. The dinner at the Skyline Club—an exclusive penthouse haunt where the air was thin and the commoners were invisible—had been a masterclass in elite damage control. It was far removed from the sirens and chants echoing at the university gates. The table was set with fine bone china and silver that gleamed under the crystal chandelier.