Elite Of Classroom Novels & Stories

"You saw Xavier ask for time off, so now you're copying him? What is he, compared to you? He's lazy. He's a parasite. He's trash that even the dumpster wouldn't take. You're an elite I spent years shaping! "Tired, you say? Elites don't get tired. Elites should feel better the more they work. They should get more energized, not less." "Honey, tell me. What's our slogan?" she shouted. My body reacted instinctively. I snapped into a rigid stance and shouted back. "Good, better, and best. I'm the greatest!" Cassandra clapped, satisfied. "Good. Now, answer me. What are you going to do next?" Just then, the people nearby turned to stare.

She began counting on her fingers as she explained: “We have the D-Class — those are the scholarship students. They’re very few, maybe three percent of the total population. Then comes the C-Class, the classic millionaires. Normally, their status wouldn’t grant them access here, but their parents could afford the tuition. Next is the B-Class — the multi-millionaires. They’re rich, but not rich enough to be considered part of the elite. After that, the A-Class — the billionaires, the true elites, sons and daughters of the world’s biggest fortunes. And finally, the S-Class — the ones who practically govern the world. They’re the children of the one percent, and there are only five of them in t

“Are you sure Mr. Salvatore still hasn’t divorced his lowly wife?” Mr. Salvatore? Oh. They were definitely talking about Vercel. And the lowly wife? That was clearly me. “Unfortunately, no. Tsk. I really don’t know why Mr. Salvatore chose that woman as his wife. Madam Salvatore selected several high-quality women for him, yet he still picked trash. So what if she grew up with Mr. Salvatore?” “Well, that’s definitely luck.”

Cole always thought the body would give in before the mind. He was wrong. Especially about Eli. I stayed in the kitchen long after Cole’s door clicked shut upstairs. I knew how I was going to do it because Eli wasn't the kind of guy you could just hover over until he snapped. He was a scholarship kid at a school for the elite, so he was used to being the underdog and used to people trying to intimidate him.

the teacher says and most of the students are quite glad because of it. I don't know how does be teach cause it is my first class but I never get to attend the class even for the first time. "What's going on? Why would he get mad over him?" I ask? "You know why? It's class. Not the class like this class. I mean the hierchial class of economy. You be in the top level and you are going to dominate the whole other class. Don't you see students over here. Most of them belong to the elite class. Most of their family own their own corporates, sports company, hotels and so much more. You see how rich they are? They even get the privilege to get forgiven by teachers even if they mistake ,why?" he as

“There go the elites,” one of the students said sarcastically when they saw the elite class entered the classroom. They had been taking classes with them for a month but they find it hard to approach them since they acted like they have their own world. It was as if they were telling them that they are in a different league of their own. “I don’t have a problem with the other elites, so I don’t really know why I hate that green-haired guy,” Sean Jr., the eldest son of Baron Wyeth said with arrogance.

he sighed. "They're all bullies. They turn students into slaves just because they're Elites." Jenny pouts. Kim frowned instantly. "I didn't mean you. Sorry," she said. "What are the Elites?" I asked. Kim looked at me. She sighed. "This school is a shared cooperation. But fifty-five per cent belongs to my mother. The remaining forty-five is shared by the King's, White, Patterson, Wonders, and so more. Those surnames, their kids are in this school, they call us the Elites," she sighed sadly.

Corbyn tried some more, “but we can’t risk things sliding out from under us now. It would be a good-” “No, she stays with me.” Trent's declaration came out as half a growl, and that was enough to put us all back into complete silence. Elevation school was typically reserved for elite families anyway, the kind that could pay all kinds of crazy ‘donations’ to the staff who were all recruited for their talent to control the students and help their abilities be better, stronger than others in their species.

But she was still so pretty. Blue eyes, neatly combed hair and her beautiful smile. Amelia could present herself in the most questionable fit, and people would still praise her, because again, she was gorgeous. She could have been a famous actress if she wasn’t so focused on studying. I sometimes wonder how her family was able to hide her identity to the public, because back home, the Elites are well known. The elites are the title given to the kids of billionaires. Many people treat them like they’re celebrities and I can say that despite the power, fame and wealth they have, the Elites are still humble and kind. I can say that because they’re close friends with my cousin, Rei.