Homestuck Classes Explained Novels & Stories

I turned away from him, looking at the unusual population. “Why is the class so filled up today?” Stiles took a quick look around the hall as if trying to confirm. He nodded. “True. Don’t know though, but I see some of these people are from different departments. Maybe there’s something new,” he said, still looking around. “Oh! Looks like I was right after all. Look at them—Jesse, they’re here too,” he said, pointing at our teammates who usually had their own shifters’ class separate from ours.

So I guess that I'll have at least one friend in each class. As we head to the homeroom we talk about the day and what classes we have in what order. I have Homeroom, AP Algebra, AP Chemistry, Physical Ed and then lunch. After lunch I have AP English, AP US History, Spanish and some weird elective class called ‘Home Economics’. When I looked at the others schedules I noticed we all had that same weird ‘Home Economics’ class.

I took a slow breath, closed my eyes, and focused on calming myself before opening them again and heading to class as if nothing had happened. If it were up to my wolf, I would be sprinting across the courtyard to find him. Even now, she kept begging me to go to him, but there was no way I would! Going after my mate would mean revealing my wolf, something I had no intention of doing before turning eighteen. Besides, he saw me too, so if he was interested, he would come after me! There are four classes of clans that guard the borders of the dark world: New Moon, Crescent Moon, Full Moon, and Waning Moon. Each has distinct characteristics that set them apart, from the predominant fur coloratio

Thanks to my new vampire roommate's late-night gossip session, I walk into the academic building the next morning with a solid grasp of the Academy's structure. It operates exactly like a modern university, except the curriculum is entirely unhinged. Morning classes are strictly Academic. Afternoon classes are Practical Training. I step into the designated homeroom for Class 1, and I immediately understand exactly why Liviel warned me not to be seduced by our academic professor. The Awakener of the God of Abundance is… exceedingly abundant.

Dante and Kevin worked on the schedule for classes for quite a while. Each introductory class will be larger than the more in depth classes. Once a week there will be a remedial class to go over what everybody learned the previous week. Each remedial class will be larger as it will be full of anybody that wants to do extra work.

STONEHEART University, a magic school that started 618 years ago and still exists up until today, year 1,118. The school may be big and so are the other facilities of it, but it contained only few students—especially from fifth grade up to eighteenth grade that only had one section each level. Stoneheart University’s letters stand for each grade level. The Y and T were the sections of the first graders, the I and S were the sections of the second graders and the R and E were the sections of the third graders. Only those said levels have two sections while the letters starting from V backwards only have one section. Apparently, no one occupied the S-II Class and T-III Class yet since the stro

“So, what class are you in? I have yet to look at the class list.” Nonchalantly, Hestia replied, “Class 2-2.” she then heard a gasp from the torah girl. “No, we got separated.” with a sad face, Excami entered the elevator with a pout. “Why, what class are you anyway?” the rookie undercover spy inquired.

After she finished his arm she looked up at his face and saw that his dark aquiline nose was still scrunched up in an angry scowl as if he was replaying the loss in his head over and over. "So Claude, you're around the age of being Reborn, what Class interests you the most?" She asked in an attempt to cheer him up and out of genuine curiosity. "Due to my less than luxurious upbringing I'll probably become a basic Swordsman class, it's unhealthy to hope for a Class when we all know this System could care less about our hopes." Claude replied honestly. Prof. Callista considered his response and then replied saying, "Come onnnnn, weapons aren't the end all be all in deciding what you become. Ta

he informed then and smirked. He continued into the startled silence; "Well too bad", he quipped, "You'll just have to get over it", he said. "All classes are divided into five sections: Class A to Class E. That's not to say Class A is filled with geniuses and Class E are all stupid, don't be insipid, we're not idiots—we don't want anyone to discriminate on those qualities", he rolled his eyes and continued, "No... each Class has an average student, a really bad student, and a genius", he listed, "There is however a Best Class Award so, each year you will compete against the other classes to win this award and make your homeroom teacher proud", he explained in detail.

Sophia's POV I am beyond exhausted. I just want to go to the clinic, but I know if I do that, Carter will obviously be there too. Even if he doesn't want to, Luke will surely force him or do everything he can to make Carter go with me. Goddess knows what will I do if I am left alone with him. With that freaking scent of his and these horny wolves of ours might as well be here in public rather than suffer in private. Our classroom can accommodate up to two classes of students since it is a bit wider than other basic and standard classrooms. The special class, though, named 'Moonlight Class', Carter's classroom, can hold up to three sections, and it is still not crowded. The hierarchy and favo