Novel & Cerita Students Of The Year 2

Nakutsck stopped, and then continued: “We have young students this year, but they’ll definitely achieve a lot in their magic lives. Students with ages of only 9, 10 and 12 ...” But someone made a sign to him, and when Nakutsck saw it, he smiled. “Of course ... I forgot. We have students between the ages of 8, 9 and 700, 800. But even so, they’re the smallest participants so far. Smallest not youngest.”

When she continued walking to reach her classroom, she stopped when she saw what was ahead of her. What is with the students? Why are they so lively? Why are they being so chaotic on the hallway in front of the large bulletin board of the school? What is with the place where all the twelve students who have the highest rank in the whole school were posted? "Finally! After a year of training, they're back!" "That’s a year after all! For sure they all got stronger!" "All of them are looking good! So hot!" Crostelia felt as though she was crucified in her place after hearing all the gossip of the students near her.

Regina said, "Are you for real? He just came back to his sense. He came to know that you are not eligible enough for reading that notice." I don't think Principal Sir will do that to me. What have I done? Principal said, "Do not worry about it, Cristill. The College Authorities have decided that this year The Student Of The Year will be not organized." Whole school shockingly asked, "What....?" Principal said, "They are very sorry for this. But to you don't have to worry about it. Because we have devised some thing new for all of you. You all know that there is a famous group of The Sonority Girls in our other branch of St.Jude's High School.

2007 . There are twenty names on each board, honouring the students for different accomplishments—Toppers, Best Dancer, Best Debater, etc. My eyes scan for the All-Rounder of the Batch. I start reading the names on them and there it is—Pappu, or the All- Rounder of the Batch in 2007—Piyush Makhija.

Second year student which is the third, the fourth first year, the fifth second year up to the eight position till the last first year student. We were given our medal as the first position

But she just widens her eye and looks at me with disbelief. "You don't know that? The Campus Supreme?" she asks. I am sure my face is a question mark right now, so she just continues. "Every year, the school crowns a Campus Supreme. A Supreme Female and a Supreme Male. They are usually the students with the most impressive portfolio in all fields: academic, sports, social, and popularity. Why do students aim for these seats you might be asking... well free tuition, new mansion, new car, the popularity, the respect... and the opportunity for enlightenment."

They were the ones walking on the wrong side, yet they were angry because they bumped into someone? My lips parted when the girl I assumed was their leader slapped me. “Judging by the color of her uniform, she’s only a first-year,” someone said. I looked at the three of them. The beautiful, tall girl I had bumped into seemed to be their leader. Based on the color of their uniforms, they were senior students. Emerald Green was for first-year students. Mystic Lavender – Second Year Deep Sapphire – Third Year Twilight Gold – Fourth Year Each year had its own color so students could easily recognize what year level everyone belonged to.

What a ridiculous reason I gave myself. I looked down, smiled at her, and started eating. The meal was actually delicious. They even gave each student such big portions that no one could leave hungry. “Lian, do you know about the competition? There’s going to be a Dance of the Year competition in a few months, where students from other packs come to compete with us,” Vida said. That’s when I realized what Arin had said in his video on Westagram—he was talking about this contest. In this competition, our academy would face students from other academies.

Despite the awkward closeness between them, for a moment, they looked like a real couple. After all the awards were distributed, Mrs Pure’s voice rang again with anticipation. “Now, for our School Face of the Year, the best-dressed pupils! The top three boys are…” she said, and then paused for effect. “Hardin Forbes from Year One,” she announced, followed by two other representatives from Year Four and Year Six.” Hardin’s jaw dropped before stretching into a grin, and he stepped out elegantly. “And for the girls: Tessa Forbes, Zoey Cooper, and Julian Blackhouse.” She declared once, making gasps and cheers echo through the hall.

They didn't bother any students as they just chase us. ° ° °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° T b c