The Classroom Of Elite Novels & Stories

“It means that he will be attending the Elite school I enrolled him in.” “I never disagreed with you on that. You didn’t have to argue and dismiss all the principals; I just…wanted to see other institutions; not everything has to be ‘elite’; a quiet life isn’t something to be ashamed of.” “Did you not hear me? Do you not understand what I am? With such security, our son can be taken and used for ransom. ‘Elite’ schools have other students like him, so security is heightened, and they allow personal guards. You see him as precious, but someone else sees him as a cash bag. Did you take any of this into account, or are you just desperately clinging to whatever fits the theme of ‘normal?”

"Okay, I heard some of you talking about your plans for this vacation. It's always nice to hear what you'll be doing after graduation. So, let's go around and share your plans." He started with the kids sitting on the first bench. One after another, each child informed him about their future plans after graduation. Finally, he came to Coreen. She stood up and quite boldly told him, "I am going to join the Elite Hunts to become a better person. This is another chance to not only prove but also grow myself". The classroom burst into applause and cheers. Coreen just smiled smugly, her vanity soaking up the vox populi of her classmates. Maxine looked to Sarah, who was quietly but vehemently roll

It felt more like a high court than a classroom. Only thirty of us had qualified for this elite track; names that would one day be signed at the bottom of international treaties. I took a seat in the center row, my black leather jacket a sharp, defiant contrast against the green velvet. I wasn't surprised to see Riven lounging in the back; his dark gaze was fixed on the ceiling, looking bored but entirely present. Dahlia and Elara sat nearby, sharp and attentive.

But under Elena's gaze, he couldn't bring himself to refuse. He could only nod helplessly. Elena hurried out the door to catch the bus. Shaun wanted his driver to take her, but she declined, and he didn't insist. Brightsun Elite High School. Elena jogged all the way to her classroom. As soon as she stepped inside, she noticed some unusual glances. When she looked over, her classmates quickly lowered their heads, as if trying to hide something. Elena didn't pay much attention. She calmly walked to her seat and sat down.

I turned to leave the room when the sight of the uniform caught my eye. "Wow, why is this uniform so beautiful?" I wondered aloud, picking it up and admiring its exquisite material. "It's because Elite is a school meant for royals and high-ranking individuals, so their uniforms are of top quality," one of the guards explained. I gave him a skeptical glance before placing the uniform back on the table. I couldn't understand why people held this school in such high regard, but I was simply elated to have the opportunity to attend. Perhaps, just maybe, my status could change for the better. Elite High, here I come!

Even the children of elites in NUAT are extremely intelligent. The dinner at the Skyline Club—an exclusive penthouse haunt where the air was thin and the commoners were invisible—had been a masterclass in elite damage control. It was far removed from the sirens and chants echoing at the university gates. The table was set with fine bone china and silver that gleamed under the crystal chandelier.

Edwardo goes on, then stops with Henry on his other side, both of them facing me now. “Zahra, there is a special programme we run at the Elite academy,” he says. “It is only for our best warriors, and we would like to invite you to attend. Normally we wait until your official induction next summer. However, this course is only run every few years, and it starts next week.” For a heartbeat all I can hear is the lake lapping against the stones. He said it like it is a given that I am joining the Elites next year. And did he just lump me in with the best?