S Classes That I Raised Novels & Stories

We were to hold a mass funeral for all the lives that were lost in the vampire attack, something my father has yet to fill me in about. "Of course, and school on Monday. We have nearly all the same courses together," he adds. My heart starts thudding hard against my ribs. If it had the strength, it probably could have shattered them completely. My anxiety spikes at the thought of having classes with any of the contestants. Especially, Darin's class. "How do you know what classes I have?" I squeak. I checked my arms and any exposed skin, taking a deep breath as I realized that the pill was effective.

Ford pulled down his glasses and looked at me. “Miss Kris, running late?” “Yes but I have this for you.” Smiling, I walked up to him to hand him the papers I just printed out. “This is wonderful. Thank you. Take a seat.” Looking over, my usual seat was taken but Angela’s minions. Leaving the only seat open next to Alec. Wonderful. “I see I’m not the only one taking advanced classes.” I muttered as I slipped into my seat. “This classes were made to entice you to stay.” My body froze as he said those words. Although he wasn’t wrong, he wasn’t fully right. They were being discussed before I came around. Dad just gave them the push they needed.

The class exchanged glances, murmurs rising. “I just received a call from the office this morning.” Mr. Mike continued, setting down his mug, “They informed me that because of the outstanding academic performance of this class over the last test, I’ve been given a salary raise. A significant one. And if you all pass the coming exams, my raise would be on par with class one’s teacher’s salary.” We stared at him. Then erupted.

Thank God! Classes are back in session. Once again, I had no classes with my queen, but I was surprised to hear that Colton, Leo, and Lucas had at least one class a piece with her. Lucas actually has three or four with her, which Alexi and I were both thrilled about. Dad was happy with this outcome as well. Zoe on the other hand had one class with Farick and that was it. We weren’t thrilled with that and Daymon was especially pissed to hear this. The dean had announced that while we were on break that the school had upgraded their security which made everyone happy. I could tell that the whole campus felt better about this.

You will think that it is not just for rehearsing and strengthening your power, you will actually study yourself which I hate the most of all. "Ehem. What can I do for you, Zenith?" there was an emphasis on the name I heard from behind. I faced who it was, always wearing a hat. "Nothing, I'm just looking for my class," I said. Suddenly one of his eyebrows rose. Cool! "Hmm, based on the color of the card you're holding, you're Class A which is my class. If you look at me, psh! Let's go," he said and then went first.

And I chose to fight and die rather than lose my life for nothing. These past few days whenever I attend my classes, the chairs and the students inside our classroom were decreasing. They were being transferred to the same class or same teacher but in a different section. And whenever I look at other classrooms, there was a surge of students. There are even students who are standing up just to catch up. Why are they avoiding me? Am I someone they should be scared of?

I raised my head with a smile, "The idea did cross my mind but then I owe myself a good grade and I wouldn't want to disappoint myself at all. “So, not only are you an affluent person, you are also diligent in your studies, I'm in awe of greatness” Rowland countered. “Everyday it's something new, what greatness are you talking about and why are you just showing up?” I questioned as we made our way to the next class together. “Should I take it that you have been searching and waiting for me?” “I know how helpful these classes can be and no one else needs them than you, you know what I mean right?” I fired back at him.

“You’re calling me names when you don’t even know what you’re talking about!” “Do you even know who you’re talking to?” She laughed “I don’t care,” I shot back. “And I don’t need to know.” “Lily…please calm down… ” Sebastian tried. “No!” I snapped, not even looking at him. “I’m tired of this!” The girl’s friends stepped forward immediately. “You’re a Class C,” one of them said sharply. “You don’t get to talk back to someone above you.” That did it , This whole Classification nonsense was such a mind fvck! I was tired of it being a normal concept.

She knew that no one could go behind my back and involve me in something without facing consequences. No doubt! I’m definitely asking for a raise after this. If he wants content, he’d better pay up! Throughout the classes, the cheerful atmosphere didn’t die down. During lunch, many groups were still talking about it in the cafeteria. The excitement in the air helped calm my irritation and made me realize that maybe the idea wasn’t so bad after all. “Do you think Lisa saw the video we recorded?” Jonathan asked. “She probably did. She thanked everyone for their support in her post,” Maxsuel replied excitedly. “That includes us, right?”

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me