Elite

The guys are HAF. And the Elect rule everything."They aren't gods."
Monroe laughed bitterly. "No, they're much worse. At least Greek gods stayed up on Olympus where they belonged. Ours haunt us here at school, as if college isn't bad enough, right?"
Trace has a great sense of humor.I looked to my left where a kid pulled out a flask.
On my right a girl texted someone and giggled behind her hand. The guy in front of me was reading a porno.
Safe to say the world of tomorrow was not in good hands.
And there's an HP mention!They don't do P.E. at Elite.
No, they did defensive arts. Seriously. That's what they called it. As in, not dark arts from Harry Potter, but defensive arts. It could have easily been the same thing with how my body felt.
I wasn't sure which direction the storyline was headed for quite some time. Toward the end, it started pulling me in, making me want the next book.