Novel & Cerita Academy's Undercover Professor

Everyone at class were both seated at their chair, the professor walks out and he meets me grinning so loud that I couldn't help but wonder, what amuses his fancy? "You must be new here, right,?". He says again as he brought forth his hand, "I'm professor Drake, and welcome to the academy for special kids,". He tells .... "Thank you," I said after taking his hand. "You're welcome, and before you leave, I'd want to see you in my office, is that okay,?_.. he pulls off his hand and was looking right into my eyes, I shake my head, " yes sir," I said, when suddenly a lady barges into our midst_.

His face was flushed and he was almost breathless. “Class,” I answered, watching impatiently as he tried to catch his breath. “What's wrong with you?” “Class? You don't have a class to teach today,” he pointed out, frowning. “Yeah. Milgram gave me her period to use. What do you want? I'm heading home now.” “No,” he said, then he shut the door and moved closer to me. “Have you heard the rumors going around?” “What rumors?” “I overheard two girls talking about a professor having an affair with a student and your name was mentioned,” he explained, looking at me as if he believed what he had heard.

“Moderation is important, you know. Tutoring clearly works, but look at how drained you are.” I wished so desperately to smash that thermos into his face right now. Just then, Sarek clapped his hands, his eyes landing on me with unmistakable amusement. “Everyone, quiet down. To clarify the rumors about me being a homewrecker, I’ve invited a special individual involved in the matter.” The class erupted. “Is the Professor’s girlfriend coming?” My heart sank. He wouldn’t publicly expose us, would he? Just then, the door opened. Instead of a beautiful woman, a bulky lop-eared rabbit beastman with a face full of muscle stomped in. It was Charlotte.

We made our way to two empty seats at the back. “Hey,” Liam whispered moving over for us to sit next to him. “Get lost asshole,” Macy retorted before I could say a word in response. She held my hand and made me sit. “What is going on? Why do you look so pale?” she whispered. My gaze never left his. I gulped. “Why is he here? Where is the arts professor?” “Oh, that? Didn’t you get the mail? Professor Brown retired to his hometown. Professor Sebastian got transferred as his replacement. He’s hot isn’t he? That’s the reason why you were so distracted…”

YOU SAY WE ARE SAFE HERE AT THE ACADEMY…’ ‘Yes, the Academy is the safest place for everyone…’ he calmly replied. ‘AND YET YOU LET ONE OF YOUR PROFESSORS TREAT A STUDENT LIKE THIS!…’ Gwen stops in front of Dean Blackmoor’s desk and slightly throws the folder so that it lands on his desk right in front of him, and as it lands, some of the photo evidence of what Professor Miles was doing to Isadora slips from inside. Gwen hadn’t noticed that Dean Blackmoor wasn’t alone in his office. Professor Rhett was standing over by the window, listening to his father's report on the Rogues he had interrogated while away.

I turned the corner near the older faculty offices and froze. The door to Professor Harlan’s office, an older economics lecturer known for being strict and married, was slightly ajar. Moans and the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping flesh spilled out. I should have kept walking. Instead, morbid curiosity pulled me closer. I peeked through the gap.

Don began. "Abbeyville was certainly a town no one would notice," Melanie said. "Right. The best place for our operatives to hide in plain sight was right here at our high school," Stuart continued. He hit the switch again and a series of faces appeared in an organization flowchart. "There are the U.N.C.L.E. field agents. The man at the very top of the chart is Joshua Lawrence. He's the head of this division." "I see you and Stuart's faces are on the second level. That's pretty high up on the food chain, isn't it?" Melanie asked.

In school, I dress down and change my appearance completely, hence the fake nose. I know it's a strange thing, going undercover in high school. Who would want to go to school? Well, when you live your life with private tutors, it kind of sucks. That's why I decided to start the undercover in high school thing as soon as I was old enough to attend. It probably all seemed like a lonely life, but I had my best friend, Tori. She’s just like me, a model who attends high school, but since she's new to Victoria’s Secret, she doesn't get much recognition in school.

He did not expect the professor to know the truth. “Shut up!” The professor added, “Don’t call me your professor anymore! I don’t have a student like you!” “Professor! No!” Vayne was devastated. He fell on his butt as his world collapsed on him. He was disowned by the professor in front of the reporters and was exposed for his betrayal. He was as good as dead. He could no longer use the professor’s name to trick people anymore. Vayne did not realize this was just the start of his torment.