The Elite Classroom Novelas e Histórias

The bell rang with a sharp chime, echoing through the arched hallways of Creswell Academy. Elara slid into her seat by the window in Contemporary World Affairs—once her favorite class, a lifetime ago. This room, with its polished walnut desks and floor-to-ceiling windows, had seen her at her brightest… and her most broken.

For a moment, the room was dead silent before a low but frantic buzzing broke out like a disturbed beehive: "Is that the girl with the short hair from the hallway earlier..." "She’s in this class? The Advanced Class?" I stood on the podium, slowly scanning the room from top to bottom to observe the structure and positioning of everyone inside. Without needing to see the list beforehand, just by looking at the factions forming below, I immediately realized that Blackwood's criteria for class placement had changed drastically this year. The school no longer clearly separated the ultra-wealthy from the academic elite. Instead, they had brazenly mixed top-tier business heirs, the filthy rich, an

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 teacher says and most of the students are quite glad because of it. I don't know how does be teach cause it is my first class but I never get to attend the class even for the first time. "What's going on? Why would he get mad over him?" I ask? "You know why? It's class. Not the class like this class. I mean the hierchial class of economy. You be in the top level and you are going to dominate the whole other class. Don't you see students over here. Most of them belong to the elite class. Most of their family own their own corporates, sports company, hotels and so much more. You see how rich they are? They even get the privilege to get forgiven by teachers even if they mistake ,why?" he as

"Hello everyone, I'm Mr Howard. I will be teaching you guys for the second half of the semester of this course." The large classroom was filled with more than 200 people. This was a law school public class. The people who came to class were all industry elites. Every time, students had to compete to grab a spot in the class. Among them, there was the well-dressed and elegant Mr Howard. Mr Howard always wore a suit and leather shoes, exuding an elite demeanor. Without saying a word, he stands there like a person of remarkable talent.

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

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?

Glenn to get a new desk, a computer, and two monitors. ​I sat down with my legs crossed as I logged in immediately. ​“Let's find out why you're being adored by the Carters.” I bit my fingernail before doing some digging, and then I came across Williams's early life. ​The Elites: a school for the rich. ​Rosetta also attended the same school. I tried to remember, but I couldn't access some of her memories. ​While staring at the pictures of the school, my eyes caught something familiar.

asked curiously. "August is having high marks with her weapon manipulation and combat skills. The council thinks she is really to join our mission." Cayden replied that I almost let go of the spoon but it didn't go through. It's a waste of food, so instead of dropping it, I just took a bite. I couldn't speak. I took one bite after another because I was suddenly nervous. Because they are talking about mission and I am still with them. What I know is that the mission that the Elites do is not easy. Since Elites are the top students around the Knight Circle, their mission level is also different. It would be good if it was a gang fight. I know it's not. I just thought that I was nervous so I su

Malaika and Yulli both shook their heads. “I see. Axum’s School of Magic catered to four major classes under our curriculum. But we have a special class. Where only the chosen few are admitted.” “Do you mean shapeshifters with magic ability?” Malaika was confused. “For the record, the two of you are the first of your kind to enter this elite school exclusively for the elves. And since you’ll be in this special class, I will give you the privilege of having your accommodation in this school.”