Classroom X Novels & Stories

Doors start opening and students start pouring out of the classrooms they're setting up in. Xavier grabs my hands and starts running. I try to resist but he's stronger than me and keeps pulling me with him. I give up and follow him, hoping that Derrick is not at the end of wherever we're going to. Xavier leads me down to the library and opens a small room near it with a key. Of course he has keys to places in the school. Instead of a plush room with Arabic furniture and designs, the room is a supply closet. Xavier locks the door and turns on a lamp that illuminates the room. His dark eyes meet mine and I see the anger in them.

I was a little nervous. "Well, we can figure that out later." Alara interrupts the silence and I throw her a grateful look. "Time for class." I mutter, as Emma wraps her arm in mine. Room 312. That's where we'll have our class. One would think it consists of chairs and tables and a board or a projector. However, it is a vast empty room with chairs tucked into a corner. That is it. "Good morning everyone. Take your seats so we can proceed with your second class." A woman announces, her body posture as rigid as a stick.

"Fuck!!" Xavier muttered before picking up Valentina in bridal style. He went out of the classroom not looking at anyone else. Valentina was stunned by his act. She was even more shocked when the lecturer didn't say anything to them. And she saw from her peripheral vision that every student had their heads down.

At this time, half of the boxes were poor students in the class, which resonated, and their hearts were slightly hot, and they even wanted to clap their hands for her. Well said! Indeed, no one is self-indulgent, and everyone wants to be excellent. It's just that Xanver's mind is all on top students and never gives them a moment's aura... Mary Kinson's chestnut pupils are wrapped in a blurred and cold light. With her every word, her eyes become brighter and brighter, which makes Xanvi afraid to look directly. Her words were like pieces of Stone, which made Xanvi unable to stand up any more and kept leaning back.

The elemental classroom was unlike their previous classroom. It was so big, that they could fit a hundred tanks inside it. The elemental classroom was also separated into fourteen different rooms, each having the same equipment, and the interior was visible from outside. This was not the only block, in the same model this kind of rooms were created for each and every different class ,and the rooms for elite class was bigger than the other rooms and was unoccupied. The duo entered the classroom as many other students did the same.

dong. Although today there are no school lessons, but they have to introduce themselves before that. Rissa and Evelina sit on the bench, Evelina realizes that there are Nox and Franss in their class. After that, there is a man with dark gray hair with a navy blue eye color. He came and entered the class, he immediately introduced himself as a homeroom teacher 1-4. “My name is Kyle Xerxes. Just call me Mr. Kyle, I teach maths and also as your homeroom teacher, please cooperate!” said Mr. Kyle.

The girls entered their classroom. There was a big metal door with a name board XI-BE1. She had never seen such a big section name. Stepping into her classroom, Rithanya was shocked to see that there were almost 60 students in the class. Twenty benches placed ten each in two columns. Some benches had five girls. Some had three girls and some four. She was fuddled. Seriously? So many people in one class? How will the last bencher hear what the teacher is teaching? How will the last benchers see what the teacher writes on the board?

He listened everything silently with hands crossed. I even told him, how me and my friends locked a professor in the washroom and with crackers inside. And how my notorious group would bunk lectures and visit the haunted places. Times. "What about you? Tell me about your kands" i asked. "No no no. Rules are bit strict here. Forget all those days of yours. Its Xavier's, one step out of the line and you will be detained". My smile disappeared and I looked into the cup. I miss my old friends.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the classroom. What we didn’t know was that Xavier was actually in our department. When we entered the class and saw him sitting there, Camilla nearly screamed. “Chloe!!! He’s in our department!” I tried to act calm. “Yeah… you don’t have to overreact,” I said as I dragged her to our seats. During our second class, the lecturer introduced Xavier as a transfer student from the States. The moment he mentioned it, whispers filled the classroom. After the class ended, Xavier instantly became the talk of the whole class.