Novel & Cerita Sudou Classroom Of The Elite

I slump my shoulders as the five of us walk to class with Elina and Kathleen in front of me and Jeremiah and Caleb at my back. They make it seem like I’m a really important person. The only thing lacking with this situation is for them to wear sunglasses, earpieces and black suits. They’d be the epitome of every celebrity and rich man’s bodyguards. We arrive inside the classroom and lucky enough, Ms. Calvin isn’t there yet. That’s odd. Elina exchanges seat with Jeremiah for the meantime and gossips with me. “Niks, do you have a relative with the same hair color as you?”

she added quickly. Selena studied her daughter closely. “Oh, I’ve even prepared a few things,” Eli continued, lifting the small bag she was holding. “I brought my initial counseling report from Saint Loisse. Some notes from the placement tests—to see which class I’ll be assigned to. And, well… I’m in the advanced student’s class. In case Grandma wants to see.” Selena folded her arms across her chest. Her gaze sharpened, assessing. She let out a breath, as though patiently dealing with a child.

He made sure I didn't go into the wrong places and guided me like a mama bird. "You're very good at this," I told him during lunch. "At what?" "Herding me." He snorted. "It's not herding. It's guiding." "Same thing." "It's not," he refused to admit it. “Whatever you say.” I chuckled beside him as we walked to our next class. At break time, Selena's text lit up the group chat that Elias had added me on earlier that day. It is the Big Six Alpha’s group chat called the SU Club.

She burst inside the classroom, which was more like an auditorium, a movie theater with a gigantic 3-D screen. They were being shown some documentary and the room was pitch black except for the light from the screen. As soon as she entered, the light from the outside corridor entered like a flood, forcing the entire class to turn in her direction. " I... I am looking for the final year History class... Am I... Am I at the right place? " A very husky voice from amidst the dark replied, " Indeed, this is the History class for the final year students. Are you by chance an exchange student? "

Alex pov I’ve always known the Elites have their separate world, but being thrust into it felt surreal. They had their separate classes. The classrooms were decorated beautifully, rivaling most of the students' parlours at their various homes. The air condition, that's seen in only the staff offices where mounted all round the Elites quarters, plus everybody have their own personal system and seats that are permanently for you.

****** The first hour was over and Zada was searching for her next class room. The bell had already rung and she hadn't yet found out her class She is gonna be late. She was crossing one of the classrooms when someone jumped out of the windows towards the corridor. She screamed, but no voice came out as her voice was muffled by a hand covering her mouth. "Don't make noise" the voice hissed as she was pulled along with the guy towards an empty classroom. Zada looked up to see none other than Liam Fredrick looking down at her. Damn!!!!

The room was a masterclass in minimalist luxury – dark wood, supple leather, and state-of-the-art technology seamlessly integrated into the elegant design. Malik sat at a massive, polished desk, a sleek laptop open before him. On the screen, a crystal-clear CCTV footage played. It was the office, the scene of Elara's humiliation. He watched, his jaw tight, as Sebastian's enraged face filled the frame, Elara's desperate pleas almost audible even without sound. He saw the shocked faces of their co-workers, frozen in disbelief. He saw the harsh slap that echoed through the silent video, followed by the cruel thrust of the divorce papers into Elara's trembling hands. He watched her crumple, her

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again.

They shook their heads and immediately went out of the class with a little tears sparkling. " I hope all of you know that this is an Elite class and one of the best schools for young wolves like you. All of you who are sitting here in the class are very lucky to be here otherwise you all are worthless. You need to prove yourself and make a special place for you otherwise I will get you thrown! " I didn't like the energy which she was radiating because all I could sense was arrogance and anger. Her eyes wandered to each of our faces and she lifted her brows when she saw me.

The elemental classroom was unlike their previous classroom. It was so big, that they could fit a hundred tanks inside it. The elemental classroom was also separated into fourteen different rooms, each having the same equipment, and the interior was visible from outside. This was not the only block, in the same model this kind of rooms were created for each and every different class ,and the rooms for elite class was bigger than the other rooms and was unoccupied. The duo entered the classroom as many other students did the same.