Is There Romance In Classroom Of The Elite นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Once you laid your eyes on his alluring brown chocolate eyes, you will be mesmerized by it. In one classroom which consisted of twenty girls and twenty boys – yes, there’s a lot of students per room – more than half of it were captivated by his gorgeousness. Mind you, the boys who joined the rainbow parade weren’t included yet. That’s how many admirers this guy has. I always knew that it’ll be hard for me to compete.

He had questions now, and none of them involved romance. “Do you want me to be your wingman?” Kael asked suddenly. That made Rowan stop. He turned slowly to face the prince, suspicion replacing annoyance for the first time. “What do you mean?” he asked. Kael’s grin only widened. Elena let out a breath of relief as she stepped into the classroom. The training grounds already felt far away, though her pulse had not fully settled. She headed for an empty seat at the back, hoping to disappear before anyone noticed her. She should have known better.

Nor should he be surprised when Velia leaned in to brush Lucas's lips with a brief kiss. He should not be surprised. However, reality was quite the opposite. Lucas blinked. Velia's eyes slowly opened right in front of him. “I will always remember.” Lucas took at least five seconds to regain his composure. He exhaled and forced a smirk to appear on his face. “There's one room I haven't shown you yet.” It was the bedroom that marked the end of Velia and Lucas's journey. A room with an elegant and classy ambiance. “This is our bedroom.”

Hayes pushed Keona’s head, “Everyone knows you hate Professor Marcel, it’s obvious you would rather walk on fire than be in the same space with him.” Hayes made a lot of sense. I think I would tell Sir we should come in our separate cars. I can’t let rumors spread about us right now. “Whatever,” I said in a high-pitched sing-like voice as I took my seat. The first class went by slowly, and the second one came in. “You seem excited,” Keona bumped her shoulder with mine. “It’s my man’s class,” I whispered with excitement. “Must be nice to be in love,” Eveline scoffed as she made faces.

He still had a long way to go in earning my trust. We got to our next class. We had English. Today’s class, we were discussing the classic, Gulliver’s travels. Most of the class seemed bored with the discussion. Daniel and I seemed to be the only weird ones enjoying the lesson. And that was another thing we had in common. Our deep, great love for the classics. “Miss Juliet,” the teacher called to Juliet, getting the entire class’ attention. “Is there anything you would like to share with the class?”

“I don’t need epic and I don't need couple of the year with someone that's going to be my brother. I need to pass my classes and not embarrass myself and avoid boys.” “You’re so boring sometimes,” Elara grumbled. “But okay, fine. No cheerleading. But just so you know, cheerleader and football captain romances are like, the thing.” “Elara,” I said, exasperated. “I don’t want a romance. I want to survive.” She snorted. “Good luck with that. Especially with Ryder prowling around campus. That man is like a walking, talking distraction.” “Tell me about it,” I muttered, covering my face with my hands.

She approached each student with the same passionate approach. After class, Jena and Colton left the classroom in silence, each one deep in thought. The spell was broken only when the din of the street permeated their senses. "That was quite a class," Colton remarked testily. "Yes, it was interesting. But can I ask you a question?" "Shoot." Jena hesitated for a moment and then uttered: "Was Cathy flirting with you? With us?" "Hey," Colton laughed out loud. "I was about to ask you the same question."

It was the first good thing to happen to her since she set foot in this academy. Watching Brandon squirm made her entire morning feel significantly better. Shortly after, the first professor walked into the room. It was a standard, boring theory session. The teacher stood at the front, reading off slides in a monotonous voice, completely unbothered by the fact that half the class wasn't even paying attention. Many of the wealthy students were whispering among themselves, checking their phones, or doodle-sketching in their notebooks. Typical rich kids, Elara thought, rolling her eyes inwardly.

Her eyes sparkled like she'd found a treasure or something. "Are we sure we're in the right classroom? Did we accidentally wander into a Modeling 101?" Sarah asked. "Maybe Romance Hero 205?" Amy chuckled. "Maybe we just lucked out with the 'handsome math professor substitute' lottery. Think you can keep from falling asleep now?" "I am wide awake." I shook my head.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”