Novel & Cerita S Classes That I Raised

"Yeah! You lack the self-awareness to save yourself! Saintly Woods is going down because you got stupidly jealous of someone who's a thousand times more talented than you!" "Class 3-F was almost an elite class and the pride of the school under Mr. Pearce's guidance, but you had to insert yourself like a fucking blud. Look at how we turned out once you took over. You suck, and if you care about your dignity, leave Saintly Woods now and never come back!" "Mr. Walsh, it's long overdue! Get your own house in order!" a teacher complained. "Every textbook in my class has been thrown into the fire by your students!"

“She is next. Who will break her in?” All of the men raised their hands just like we do in the class. I stood in the middle, shaking and afraid. I turned to the man who brought me here and said, “Please, take me back. I am sorry.” I didn’t know why I was apologizing but I didn’t want to be here.

Simple as that. Mabilis dumating ang Lunes at puro reportings ang nangyayari sa mga klase namin. Mas madalas kong kaklase ang mga second year students kesa kina Irise at Melanie. Hindi naman mahirap pumunta sa harap ng klase dahil sanay na ako sa public speaking, high school pa lang.

Without as much as waiting to see her perform an act that would cause the rising of blood to my d*ck, I turned my back to the class, blowing out a small breath before continuing with whatever bullish speech my head could come up with. "Where are your materials?"

In the corridor where I joined the other kids, there was a tall chap who seemed to be welcoming new pupils like myself, calling out their names and assigning then to their new classes. And if I had to make a wish right now, I would definitely not wish to be in the same class with Rhianna, an absolute jezebel. She isn't just troublesome, but too much to handle. Geez.... "Daisy S. Class A!" "Louis K. Class B!" "Mia T. Class C!" Freddie Stone. Class B!" "Winona E. Class A!" "Rhianna Brown. Class B!" "Summer V. Class C!"

It took a long time for Hainan to come out. "Which class?" Mark asked. "10A1" James moody. Mark raised an eyebrow, what does it mean to enter the first class with such a face. Is he teasing you? "What the hell is wrong with you in the first grade? I'm in the last class." Mark despised. "Stop being lazy, stop skipping school." James said sadly.

Classic basic bitch move. Class finally cleared a few minutes after. Mey looked at me sympathetically before waving her hand and taking off. After counting to twenty-seven, I leaned against the back of my chair and crossed my arms. “Okay. So what is this all about? I ditched Ms. Rayne’s class, not yours, so what is your problem?” He moved so fast that I had not seen it coming. He was holding my upper arm as he said, “Don’t ever speak to me like that. I’m your teacher first and foremost.”

this class is all about communication and learning how to speak properly. I greet the teacher informing “Mr. Knowles” who I am, and I take my seat. I learn this class is a more advanced class. Due to my high scholarly marks from my secondary school, and stellar recommendations from my earlier professors, I was awarded the opportunity to take some advanced placement classes. These scores were based on my high marks and stellar performance on the debate team, and the journalism club I was in. By the end of my schooling, I was the editor. The class is filled with students, I am happy that I chose to sit in the back so no one can turn around and possibly stare at me. I keep my attention focused

Jingfei shouted and stood from her chair, Everyone in the class was startled because of what Jingfei did, "Yes, Miss Xu? Do you have any problems with my discussion?" Her subject professor uttered. Jingfei then realized that she was already standing and both her hands were raised in the air. She hurriedly placed her hands down and apologized to his professor, "I’m sorry, I don’t have any problems with your discussion, Professor.”

I rubbed my temples, feeling the headache intensify. "You shouldn't let him get under your skin." Esther stood up from the bench, brushing off her robes. "I do believe you should join the Arcane class." I chuckled despite everything. "No." "Why not?" "I'll be joining the Primal class like I did the last time."