Highschool Of Elite Novels & Stories

This time it was Kehlani who had been quiet that chose to explain to Rose before Sandra could. “Just like Kel said, the classes are also divided like that as well. The classes in our high school are the Purple crystal class known as the special section, Blue crystal class special section 2, Green crystal class and Yellow crystal class. In terms of student and teacher quality, the Yellow crystal class couldn’t compare to any of the classes in front of it, especially the Purple class. Most of the talented students in the city were concentrated in this class, and so it had quite the reputation. Most of the students that came out of the Purple class all got into prestigious universities as well

3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0 "Always remember that the goal of this event is to prevent someone from dying, and whoever got the highest points... will be privileged to study in our school and get to open this mystery box sponsored by the Domina!" The speaker announced. I listened attentively while eating my ice cream that Eula gave. I was about to take another bite when a tennis ball passed my way, almost hitting my head. I gasped and look for Eula. "Eula? Eula?" I don't know but when I sense danger, Eula is always there. She's alw

Since he guards his daughter’s life so carefully, I would think he’d want to keep her close by. But I know the man. After working for him for years, I know how he thinks. From what I understand, Blackthorn Elite is the cream of the crop, a school for kids in Mia’s position whose parents have a ton of money. They’re a higher class of students over there. He probably figures she’ll be safer going to school with a bunch of trust fund babies. Why wouldn’t he want his daughter there?

"I'm talking about more money than we've ever seen, Marcee. Marceline felt like she was underwater. Everything sounded distant and strange. "And then," Jennie went on, "I suddenly received a letter that the biggest elite college school has accepted me as their student and all the school fees have been paid. Just like that. Out of nowhere." "What school?" Marceline managed to ask. "St. Catherine's Academy." Jennie's voice got quiet, like she was afraid to say it too loud. "You know, the one where all the rich kids go. The one with the uniform that costs more than our old rent."

Poor souls, they don't know we exist; they won't even see us coming. I have studied each of the four in detail. The wolf shifter who wears his heart on his sleeve like a big, fluffy toy is the easiest target for sure, as long as I can separate him from his pack. The eagle is cunning, not so easily fooled, and he shows caution, preferring his own company, a habit I need to break, and I can be very persuasive when I need to be. The Dragon shifter will be a challenge, centuries old and wise even before my time. He has ancient magic; only time will wear down his defenses. But the one that brings a sliver of unease to the place my heart used to be is Caleb, Prince of Demons. I suppose if you look

Garrett especially. And Blizzard wasn't any better. Sebastian wasn't anything close to forgiving. Peace was still a long way off. "Ashley?" I called softly. "Yes, Jas?" "Did we decide on the school for Zoey?" "Yes. Alpha Sebastian sent over his final confirmation. He reserved a spot for her at LITTLE HOWLERS " She turned the tablet screen toward me. "It is the premier prep school for high-born children in the neutral central district—maximum security, top-tier private tutors and appliances and completely insulated from territorial politics."

Not because she is overly beautiful, but because of how gracious she looked. She looked like a crown princess in her not too short floral gown. Heavy makeup on her face makes her face lighter than usual. One would think she was not a student of GGHS, but she is one. A seventeen-year-old 12th grader, who looked rather younger. Maya and her three friends stood up as they walked towards her, smiles on their faces. The whole school regarded them as the rich brats mostly due to how high they placed themselves. The beautiful personality walked graciously, as some boys were already wishing she was their friend. Every day, she changes into new clothes that look quite expensive. She is known as the d

The days waiting for school to open is finally coming to an end for Hayley. She has researched everything about the Shinrea High School of Elites, the list of achievements by the school, and its high honor students. It is said that the average grade for their students was A+ and she barely gets a B in her old school. Just how smart are those students there? Does this mean she needs to damn study harder than she already did? Grading kills students like her. Hayley got off her bed and head outside. In their living room, she sees Kenji scrolling through his phone fast. She scrunched up her face, wondering how he can read what's on his news feed if he scrolls so fast like that.

It was not easy to be admitted to this prestigious school with a high rate of acceptance into top universities. In order to get into Elite High School, Hannah Snow had put in her best efforts to study. However, her mischievous parents had casually remarked that "in the end, girls would still get married". This angered her to the point that she wished she could push her parents onto the road and have them hit by a car! After completing the new student registration process, Hannah Snow eagerly explored the school. She came to an area surrounded by trees and hidden by bushes, creating a quiet and peaceful environment.

I turned to leave the room when the sight of the uniform caught my eye. "Wow, why is this uniform so beautiful?" I wondered aloud, picking it up and admiring its exquisite material. "It's because Elite is a school meant for royals and high-ranking individuals, so their uniforms are of top quality," one of the guards explained. I gave him a skeptical glance before placing the uniform back on the table. I couldn't understand why people held this school in such high regard, but I was simply elated to have the opportunity to attend. Perhaps, just maybe, my status could change for the better. Elite High, here I come!