S Class That I Raised Novels & Stories

Damn, I'm in big trouble… I thought I'll be right back, I quickly said to Edwards and rushed out… While waiting for the elevator to ding, I ran my hands through my hair, thinking of what exactly the family meeting is all about. Is it about a business deal or Am I getting married soon? Maybe both?? Damn, all the thoughts came flowing in and out. I may just get a panic attack before getting to the mansion!!!! I got to the last floor and buzzed my driver to prepare the car. I drive a lykan hypersport!!! Well, I'm a young CEO and a billionaire…

I'm determined to make him open his eyes and realize that the world is full of colors and that not everything is monotone. Before I know it, it's the final class of the day, Magical Enhancement. It also seems to be the only class that I am struggling with. I share the lesson with Aphelion, but without him here, I'm too self-conscious to try and practice any of my unique magic skills.

Kamuntikan pa akong maunahan ni sir papasok ng klase dahil napatid ako ng sarili kong paa. Kahit nakapag-aral ako at naunang matapos sa long quiz namin, napalabas din ako dahil sa pesteng daga na sumulpot sa desk ko. Na 'di ko alam kung saan galing. Pasalamat nalang talaga ako na 'di naisipang punitin ni Sir yung papel ko.

I wrote back: I met Six. She raised an eyebrow at me before responding: "Ok, and? I waited a while before responding, and I hit him in the eye with my calculus textbook before running away. I take my blessing back! The stupid girl burst out laughing, and Six chose that moment to walk into class. The shiner I caused starting to appear under his eye, which only made Summer laugh harder. By now, even the teacher thought she was losing it.

Hazel's voice was laced with a mix of encouragement and sternness as she continued, "So, here's the deal. As I mentioned earlier, not everyone will be upgraded to Class 2. The reason is simple: some of you haven't demonstrated enough progress, and in Class 2, there's no room for correction. If you don't receive the upgrade, it means you're on the waitlist, but don't think it's a free pass. If I don't see significant improvements by next week, I'm afraid you'll be leaving the company. No exceptions." Her eyes scanned the room, meeting the gaze of each student, her expression unwavering.

I was the color of a tomato. He removed the bra and his eyes flickered over me, which caused his chest to rumble in approval. The water has washed away the blood exposing his fresh, injury-free skin almost like blood wasn't pouring out of it a few minutes ago. Did he tear himself? I don't know if I should ask him. " I am sorry" I apologize " No, I am the one who is sorry. I let myself get insecure and my emotions out of hand. You did nothing wrong"

Baker raised an eyebrow at me. "Care to explain?""Must I?" I asked sighing."Yes we insist." He said in a proper manner. Damn his grammar."All of it?" I glanced at the waiting class."Yes." Did I mention I hate this class? No? Ok yeah, I hate this class with a passion. "Ok, so when I woke up this morning I realized I was late!" I fake gasped. "so I ran to my room..."

Seth questioned bitterly. "Maybe your instructor? Didn't I mention earlier that you guys were disrupting MY class?" He emphasizes the word 'my’. "Mrs. Suasola is OUR instructor for this subject." I intervened. "Let me inform you that Mrs. Suasola retired yesterday and I'm your new instructor; if you don't want to be in MY class, you're free to leave; if you choose to stay and let me continue my discussion with your classmates, you three may take your seat." He said this as he turned to face Willsmith, who was holding her arm. I truly feel sorry for her.

F for the freshman, S for the sophomores, J for the juniors, and S for the seniors. You guys may be wondering by now which section I am in. I'm in class S-B, a.k.a Senior Class B. Not that smart, but smart at the same time I guess. I came to stop at our classroom door. It was close. Well, I'm not surprised. I'm 5 minutes late after all. But hey, it doesn't matter. Just think of the faces of my classmates once I barge in the room. They'll be shocked and at the same time awestruck.

In the midst of a crucial meeting, Len sat at the head of the table, Isak standing dutifully by his side. As Len pushed his group to think outside the box, the air was charged with excitement. "We must introduce something novel that will cause a disturbance in the market," Len underlined, projecting a tone that was both authoritative and demanding. Just as the discussion gained momentum, Isak's phone unexpectedly rang, shattering the focus. Len shot a sharp glance at Isak, who discreetly checked the caller ID and mouthed 'Paula' to Len.