Novel & Cerita Absolute Great Teacher

While Javier made his way to Cher’s office, the principal hastily locked the cash in his safe and went to the classroom. Other lecturers had to hold a notice with his signature when they announced an expulsion, but he obviously was not held to the same standard since he was the principal. When the principal reached the classroom, he heard Alexander boasting proudly. “F*ck, who am I? Alexander Swaine, also known as Alexander the Great. The Great, you know? One of the world’s greatest military generals, that’s who Alexander the Great was. What does he represent? He represents authority. This means that I have authority!

Maybe I was just too calculating him to the point where I was being a skeptic. The students sauntered outside the room, as I sat still and watched as Sir Richards rubbed his forehead. He was the youngest teacher in Kingsley and it was apparent in his face. He was also the most strict and perfectionist among all of the teachers I’d been having a class with. And most importantly, the most distinct thing that could easily describe him was . . . he’s pretty hot.

And frankly, you look exhausted. "I've just been tired— "Lydia." His tone was soft. "I've been teaching for twenty years. I know when a student is struggling. What's going on?" Everything. Nothing. A secret relationship with my teacher that's destroying me from the inside out. An investigation that can ruin both our lives. A psychotic girl who wants to take everything from me. "Just personal stuff," I said. "I'm handling it." "Are you? Because from where I'm sitting, it looks like you're drowning."

Me. "Fuck, Gorilla!" I snapped from my self-pity when well-known face of an old woman popped in my head. I think that everyone has that on teacher that gives them chills. That one teacher who, and you know that for sure, it has every power to put you down and would when and if the opportunity is right. Chills went down my spine and I shook a little remembering I will see her today, the very first day of our new chapter on this journey to become well paid, I mean- well respected surgeons!

But who is he then? "I'm so sorry mother. I saw the two of you together and I assumed—" "Save it, child." She placed her hand up and motioned for me to keep quiet and I did, swallowing the rest of the apology. I've messed up so badly. "This is Mr. Evans, I'll say it to you again in case you were too carried away with your misbehavior to listen." She introduced herself again. "Mr. Evans here is a certified teacher and is very vast in all your major subjects. He's the best I could find in the area and his reviews are highly praised, meaning he's the right man for the job."

Grayson asked. Jenson replied, “Don’t find excuses for your own ignorance.” Storm tugged at Grayson’s sleeve. “If we can’t answer, I highly doubt this teacher they find can either.” Baby Robbie smiled charmingly in response. “This teacher of ours is all-knowing and all-capable, though.” “Cut the nonsense and just tell me who it is. I’d like this to meet such a divine entity as well,” Grayson spoke impatiently. Baby Robbie replied, “I’ll only say it once. The teacher’s name is Miss G.”

I replied. He chuckled lightly, then swiveled his chair around, and my jaw dropped. “Mr huge dîck?!” I exclaimed as I pointed a finger at him. “Ooh, I love that name” he replied with an unreadable smirk. Mr. huge dîck's my sèx teacher? Am I supposed to be thrilled? “Let's get down to business now” he cleared his throat and adjusted on his chair. “I did some research about you and I found out you've been failing in your auditions, correct?”

"I can't give up, that crazy teacher must have it here." "Are you looking for this, Naya?" DEG....

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

my mother didn't let me explain but soon was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. That someone was the teacher who asked for my autograph. he stood at the door holding flowers and a basket of fruits "i came here to apologize. i didn't knew you had extreme privitophobia. if i knew i wouldn't have asked you" (Now there is no such thing as the phobia i mentioned. it's all made up) "Professor please don't apologize for something you had no idea of. you are embarrassing me" Teachers are people who are superior in rank than our parents. i never asked my parents to apologize how can i see my teacher doing so