The Elite Classroom Novels & Stories

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.

We aren't on the tourist strip; we’re moving through the high-end district where the elite play. Finally, we pull up to a massive black gated academy. This doesn't look like a school for kids; it’s a fortress of marble and ivy. Alec and Matteo guide us out and through the front gates. Inside, there’s a massive arrangement of red velvet seats facing a grand stage. It looks more like a theater for an award show than a school function for kids. People in tailored suits are bubbling around—parents and guardians who look like they belong to the group of elites that can buy Earth.

It's few days to ending of the semester at Maple Elite high school, students in their smart black jacket,red tie and white uniform all looking stunning and cute especially the girls were seen trooping into the huge school building, various classic and luxrious cars parked at the school park with their chauffeurs and butlers rushing to the back side of the cars to open the door for the most richest and influencer families' young masters and young mistresses including nieces and distant cousins of Royal Alpha and Beta families in L-Nation , Such is the life of the rich heir's anyway being treated like royalties everywhere. The school is indeed a private and elite highschool, although humans al

I asked for notes and she let me know the devastating news. “What? You mean there's no way to get notes?” I asked. She shook her head, “Sadly. Elites resume first, then people who paid to get in and then scholarship students.” She sighed. “I don't even have all the notes. I missed two weeks worth of class, and you missed…” “One month.” I completed with a scoff of disbelief. This was ridiculous. “What about the teachers? Can't we get notes from them?” She laughed bittterly. “Oh please, the teachers are puppets. They only care about the elites anyway. Only few of them are different. One might get lucky enough to meet them.” She explained.

"What happened in Blackwood’s class… and then people seeing you go into his office. People are cruel, especially at this school. They’re saying you’re his new favorite, and that…" "Please… I don’t want to know," I cut her off, my heart pounding against my ribs. She patted my shoulder and offered a small smile. "I’m sorry. I just don't want those comments to get to you or make you feel bad." I looked into her eyes and let out a huff, shaking my head. "Don't worry about it. It’s just gossip. You know how the elite are here. If you aren't one of them, they try to destroy you," I said, getting up from the bed to walk toward the window.

However, our fun was cut short when the bell rang through the speakers announcing the class was about to start. *** We exited the classroom together and headed to the canteen for the lunch break. Rosy excused herself and headed for the washroom first, while I stood on the cue to get our food. There was a large line ahead of me. I waited patiently for my turn while plugging in my earphones. Ruelle’s songs blast in my ears. With no care in the world, I was standing there with no idea what was going on behind my back until the crowd in front of me shifted to look at the scene unfolding in the canteen.

It all started back in kindergarten. Magnus Clementine Elite Academy—it was a school where all the rich and privileged children gather. Sons and daughters of wealthy businessmen, influential families, politicians, corporate leaders, and the like, flock in the Academy to be nurtured and raised to be the leaders of the next generation. From kindergarten up until their graduation in college, they are stuck in the Academy, promised with the fame and fortune in the paths their parents already paved for them. It was to this school that Cathedra was sent to on her first day. She was accompanied by the orphanage Directress in her rickety old car that existed for a number of years greater than all th

It felt like being at show-and-tell, except Moss was the one introducing Ruby. And some of her fellow students were a wee bit odd. The air in the classroom felt as if it were strangling her; the students were judging her, and at the moment, their verdict seemed very unfavorable. It made Ruby close herself off, and Moss felt it straight away. They hadn't spoken about the scene he walked in on, and a part of Ruby was confused by this too. The happy-go-lucky best friend she'd spent time with almost every day for the past year was gone, and this serious old man, Moss, had taken his place. And as for this being the final class for the day, there wasn't even a teacher in here.

The school for the rich and famous where money is the basis of someone's personality. The students are 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.

Where the VIP student classes are. From the name itself, Rees – Evans High School, you could tell that he owns the Campus. Maybe one of the reasons why Henrick and his friends have its exclusivity when it comes to classes. They have their own floor for their academic classes, gym for their P.E. subject, they can use the swimming pool whenever they want and even got their own chef and server inside their own cafeteria. The privilege of being born as one of the elites. While my attention was pinned on Henrick, someone instantly closed my locker. The sudden impact that the metal created made me jump on my feet. I turn back to see who’s the one who did it and an unfamiliar student gives me his d