I Left My A Rank Party To Help My Students Novels & Stories

he winked at me while stating that “Wait…what? What are you talking about?” I asked with a perplexed look on my face. “Man, where is your head at?” Jimmy asks rhetorically. “Did you forget that the senior Student Rep learners are on duty for the eighth graders today?” Fuck! That still? I completely forgot about that. Please do Greg…please do pitch up right about now, so I can turn your neck right around. I completely huffed at myself out of pure irritation.

But never the less, his flirting didn't ever stop as if he was waiting for me to consent willingly. "Hey students, we are already close by. I don't need to go on a long speech as there's no need for it. I hope you all really practised well. Don't forget that you are not only making our country proud but you are also making a way for yourself. You all can never imagine how many doors you will open for yourself once you win. I only have a few words for you all, which is, don't let yourself down," Lucy, the vice-chancellor, spoke and retired back to her seat. It would be weird if the VC of the university didn't come with her students to a world-level event like this.

CALANTHA “Alright, everyone! You know the drill!” our supervisor called out, clapping his hands together. Around him, the other students stood motionless, their expressions dull and uninterested. Today was community service, and our task was to clean the pack’s beach. Dressed in simple sportswear, none of the students looked particularly excited about it. “Make sure the entire area is spotless,” he continued. “Every semester, our academy gives back to the pack by helping with sanitation. We can’t slack off now. Let’s make Redwood Pack proud!”

I took one last look across the auditorium. "So to the ones who suffered, the ones who helped, the ones who stayed quiet—whatever you were: I hope you get help. I hope you heal. And I hope you never forget what happened here, even if this school tries to erase it." I leaned closer to the mic. "Fuck this school, I'm out." I stepped back. No applause at first. Just silence, thick and pulsing. Then the students started clapping. Then standing. Some cheering. Some crying. Others just nodding, like someone had finally said it for them.

I sat upright immediately. “Why, sir?” “Because it’s Teachers’ and Lecturers’ Day. Normally we’re the ones teaching, but today we’re taking the day off. Inform the others.” I sighed inwardly. I was always the go-to person because I was the course representative . He had vowed never to send messages to the class group himself because the last time he did, several girls flooded his inbox. Some had even gone as far as sending him nudes. The poor man was married. After passing the announcement to the group chat, I happily crawled back into bed.

"And why aren't you complaining about the ranking system?! Aren't you also a victim of slavery?! Of being mistreated? If you're hurt, how come you can't think of those around you who's also hurt?! Why are passing yhe pain to other people—?!" "S-Shut up!" Agatha yelled and now soaking wet when her umbrella fall. Her eyes were meaningful and I know everyone was affected by that. "Agatha..." I said while my eyes is slowly letting me down. "If the ranking system is demolished, you can play your violin. Everyone, if we successfully remove Alpha's power in the University we'll be able to do what we really love. Students should be learning freely and not forced to learn. A-Aren't you..." My body be

He said and gave me a can of cokes. "Thank you, I'm okay." Wave never failed me to make me feel so important. I love him so much. But what does that 'ALL OF THE STUDENTS IN THE HIGHEST RANKING DIED. I don't exactly know what that was. I never did anything bad to other people. I can't even remember that I had a fight with someone. What does the hell the caller means?

Mas naging focus na lamang kami sa paghahanda para sa magaganap na party. The lower grade level were so envious of our party. Only if they know how tiring it was! We delegate students in every task. While the other grade levels were having their formal classes before their Christmas party, we were busy preparing for our own. Nagbibigay lang ng assignments ang mga guro namin para may input pa rin kami sa klase.

– A male student bangs his hand against the table and says. Am I not right? Have you seen the school rankings? Phoebe Robert ranks first in school, you know? Top 1 of all schools!” “You say that because of Phoebe Robert, you're out of rankings? You just said right, May, the stupidest student in this class even wants to be ranked as a school.” “I feel like a bunch of idiots, and the rating of this class is all Phoebe Robert's. It's hard to understand, but it's okay that before I became a teacher I had to learn a lot to talk to the ignorant.”

“That’s… unexpected.” A ripple of polite laughter went around the room. “Unexpected but deserved,” Professor Alara said. “You both have consistently ranked among the top of your class. You’re hardworking, articulate, and respected by your peers.” My face warmed. For a second, I almost forgot how terrified I’d been walking in here. The VC continued, “We’d like both of you to serve as the main student hosts during the party. You’ll be presenting, coordinating introductions, and assisting the staff throughout the evening.”