The Classroom Of The Elite นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Alaric’s laughter vibrated through the air. “You could call me materialistic all day long, but I don’t care. After all, it’s not like it’s for free. I’m going to be working for it.” Layla pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “If you’re really interested, you’re already on the right path. Only elite students can become elite teachers.” “Just elite students? What about the ordinary students?” She raised an eyebrow. “They could become ordinary teachers, but only elite teachers teach elite.” He said, pouring more honey on his remaining pancakes.

The Classy Elite dining hall boast of wealthy and how prestigious the private highschool is,with it's perfection and excellent standard in every aspect of the school, that why it rated first and the best in USA as a whole. The students sat down in pairs and clique as they ate and chatted happily. Jace and his friends move to their high-table at the corner of the hall ,where the students believe that the seats belong to the high-monarch and highest class in school like Ian Grayson and his friends are the only ones could only sit there. " Hey Jace what with the sullen look. We just won the match so cheer up man ! ,Just forget whatever that is bothering you" a brownette guy said,his bimbo pe

All she could think about what Hayden. Before Hayden had turned one, he was just like any other kid. He would occasionally cry and throw tantrums. However, once he had turned one, all the crying and tantrums had ceased. Avery could not even imagine what her son would look like if he were to cry. Hayden was willing to stay in the elite class because the elite class was not as rigid as the ordinary class. The elite class was taught using a curriculum that was tailored for child geniuses— which all the students were.

In a way it does. Eli sets Jonah down gently. His hands are old again. Spotted. Veined. He hides them in his sleeves, but Lyana sees anyway and her fierce expression softens. “Grandpa Eli, you can sit in the new classroom,” she says. “It has chairs that grow to fit you.” Eli smiles, and for a second his face flickers younger, then settles back to old. “I would like that.” The first classroom is the bark-walled building Sky grew last week, chalkboards smooth as river stone. The second one does not exist yet. That is the point.

The voice in my head whispered, seeing how close he was and how we were just about to kiss. I pushed him off, breathing heavily and gasping before I hurriedly pushed the door open and rolled out. “ Stay back!” I said, holding my chest as I looked at him. I caught the attention of the students, they stopped and I realized what was happening. I bit my inner lips, turning the other way to look at the huge signpost, written in bold black Gothic style. THE ELITES. The name rang in my head, it gave me a weird feeling, almost like a school for the nobles or national security.

His face was really red and it looks like he's gonna pass out from laughing. We took the elevator to the last floor where the private classroom is. On getting there, Adam opened the door for me to get in. The classroom was very beautiful with just 4 tables & chairs. The classroom was just like an office and the tables were arranged in a semi circle facing the board. A shelf was beside the board and it consists of books. The projector was above us. The tables have our names on them. The names were written on a glass board just like you would see in an office of an influential person. I walked to my table and noticed I was sitting between Anthony and Aiden. Adam's table was beside Aiden's. I w

I was surprised when Eloisa hit my side so I glanced. “I think there are no students inside?” I asked while observing the classroom. “Your classmates went early and your section is most early!” she answered. “Really? I feel a little bit shy hehehehe” I said in a childish tone. “It’s up to you!” and she went inside to their room. Honestly speaking, this is the worst room ever here because of unpleasant surroundings and uncomfortable. This room is secluded and has been blocked by other building so no air coming inside.

She was included in the Bronze Class and those rich kids were in the Platinum Class. In Golden Oak School of the Elites, the students were divided into four classes. The Platinum Class, they are the richest heirs and heiress and the royalties in the world. The Golden Class are those living in the limelight, the celebrities and models. The Silver Class where student's parents are professional workers of those above them. And then there's the Bronze Class who were accepted by scholarships and sponsorships of the elites. She got accepted because of a scholarship. However, only the tuition fee is free. All other fees were to be shouldered by her family. They couldn't really afford everything so

My eyes take it all in, my father, who was the greatest leader since the beginning of time, who stood for equality would hate to see this happening. The Royals class is where you’d expect every student of a flourishing pack to learn. The room is a hall, every student had a personal work station, with the hologram machines in front of them, the room has an actual thermostat. I am slightly tempted to reveal my true heritage, if only to get the Royals class privilege. But I can’t do that. A royal notices me looking into their classroom, she has a look of disgust on her face as she walks to me and pulls the blinds down.