S Classes That I Raised Novels & Stories

“How would you define the pay grades?” “Erm… low, middle, high?” “That’s not very clever.” “Well, thanks a lot.” “Between high and middle there should be one more. Like there are more levels between the middle and the high. While there is a low and then a big space before the middle comes.” God, is he so insecure about not being high, that he has me invent a class in between to not call himself part of the middle? I chuckle, shaking my head. “OK. Sorry, I’m new to this. So, let’s call them low, middle, premium elite and high.” Spreading my hand, I shrug, making him smirk again and my heart feels relieved.

All I could think about at that moment was getting out of my next class. I couldn’t face Scott again after that. Even as I walked away, I could feel the gentlemen’s eyes on the back of my head, watching me. … “Unfortunately, there’s only one class available. All other seats are filled,” the receptionist, at the main office, said, glancing at her computer. “And what class would that be?” I asked, trying to keep the tears from resurfacing in my eyes. “Shifting and Combat,” she answered, staring up at me. “Would that be all right?”

He starts to calm down visibly as I move to sit behind my desk. “I’m sorry, Sammy, I misjudged you,” I apologize. “It seems that your being in my class is purely coincidental. I’m sure you can understand why I'd be skeptical," I raise an eyebrow at him, attempting to ease some of the tension in the room. "I was more than a little surprised to see you were in my class this morning. As you can imagine, it would cause quite a few problems to have someone that I have had…relations with as one of the students in my class. It would be considered, at the very least…unethical."

I nodded "I lost two of my precious abs. I have to start working out. This is unacceptable." I just listened to him. Ignoring his obvious mid-life crisis, I got out of my bed and began to get ready for classes. I think I have...a class now. What? I do not know what classes I have because I may have used my schedule to stick a 'kiss my a$$' sign on one of the teacher's shirt. After I had gotten dressed, Kyle and I left for class. While we were walking down the hall for class, I noticed that Kyle was nervous.

excuse me that I have classes, and my classes are a priority in my life. - Kris, kris, - what's it, - you will stay with that friend of yours, - if I stay close to him which is the problem, - kris don't do this, - because what are you going to do? - I don't know what I'm capable of doing if I see him touch you, I laughed, -look I'm not like you who keep grabbing everyone who appears, we are very different and very different, -the little one isn't grabbing anyone and I'll prove it to you,

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.

He clenched his fists in frustration, ready to stand up for himself. As I embarked upon the task of enhancing and embellishing the given text, I found myself captivated by the sudden outburst of Claudia, who carried an air of superiority as she uttered, "I can perceive that you, who consider yourselves as mere commoners, are oblivious to your rightful place within the confines of this esteemed educational institution.

The judges and the other contestants would think I was trying to lobby for votes from the Alpha. "I'm sorry to disobey, but we have a class going on." He raised an eyebrow. "Who's the class for?Who owns the house? Who pays the staff?" There was no way in hell I was going to escape this.

RAINE I raised an eyebrow, my voice calm but laced with sharpness. “Sorry, why exactly are you calling me a copycat?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. “And... do you realize how insanely rude it was to spit at me like that?” I wasn’t hiding my anger anymore. She just showed up and attacked me like I stole her damn throne. Celine narrowed her eyes, her arms still folded like she owned the whole castle hallway. “Because you copied my class,” she snapped. “I’m the one who started the makeup training for young she-wolves. During the meeting with the Elders, you didn’t mention of a second class. Yours isn’t even official.”

I was feeling scared and uneasy from inside but my inner self on the other side told me that I shouldn't give in to them even if they are my senior ,I should never show my weakness nor fear towards them,so I manage myself and raise my head up to face them. "I am not going to sleep nor be your slaves,why don't you go and pick someone else ,whom you guys think is capable of doing your work but not me,"I glare at each of them before continuing,"and don't you guys ever threaten me,now please excuse me ,I have class to attend "I state sternly and push pass them and went away for my class.