Elite Of Classroom Novels & Stories

I could not be them. They are elites. The rarest of gems. The untouchables. The most fortunate and the most blessed students along with the rest of the class. They need not to be smart nor to be lucky in order to book themselves a scholarship. They even don’t need to take a scholarship! With just a few bucks, their slot in Star Section is secured. They did not have to work hard for it, just like I did.

“It means that he will be attending the Elite school I enrolled him in.” “I never disagreed with you on that. You didn’t have to argue and dismiss all the principals; I just…wanted to see other institutions; not everything has to be ‘elite’; a quiet life isn’t something to be ashamed of.” “Did you not hear me? Do you not understand what I am? With such security, our son can be taken and used for ransom. ‘Elite’ schools have other students like him, so security is heightened, and they allow personal guards. You see him as precious, but someone else sees him as a cash bag. Did you take any of this into account, or are you just desperately clinging to whatever fits the theme of ‘normal?”

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.

Aiden" Alexia raised her hand to Aiden and Ashley who just arrived with their parents. The kids sat together while their parents sat together. "How's your baby Arrya?" Stella asked smiling. " Great... can't wait for its Arrival," She said smiling. "Good morning parents, I'm Mrs. Stephanie McDaniels, and I'm the principal of this New York elite school. I know we have a lot of busy parents here, from CEOs to actors and society influencers. Thank you all for creating time for your kids. Please do not waste too much of your time, this meeting was held because of the school fee increments and also some behaviors of some of our students. With the fliers given, you will see the reason for the incre

Ever since it has just been mentioned that Prince Charles will be coming to the school, things have just seemed weird and something to be worried about. After the Professors were done talking, the one who interrupted us moved closer. “So, guys. There’s going to be a new change from henceforth.” “Here we go.” I said under my breath, expecting things like this. “Now, we all know that this is the Elites Class and this class is where we get more of our brilliant students and here, we can also find students with the overall qualities we need in several times. So, since Prince Charles will be attending our school, we’ll be selecting a few students who will be his classmates. I have a list here wit

But then there's A Class, where all the top students in the academy were, and where social status was key to who could join. I could only enroll because I received a scholarship,I was the only student to ever receive a scholarship for Lupine. Elite schools like Lupine need to show that they are “open” to people outside the one percent tax bracket. That being said, I’m the only poor student to grace the halls of Augustus Lupine Academy, ever. Being the token “poor person” has garnered a lot of resentment with the other students who look down on me. Especially with A Class students who have high self-esteem and pride in their school.

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.