Annoying Teacher Novels & Stories

He is a jerk, and he is massive—a dangerous combination. Yet I experience flutters seeing that smile. What is wrong with me? "I'm going to take a nap," Maddox mumbles. "Poke me if the teacher comes over to our table..." "Uhh..." I wet my lips and whisper-yell. "You would bite my head off if I tried to wake you." "I don't bite." The teacher is inside the classroom now. He is talking loudly into his microphone about something that seems important, yet I whisper-yell again.

I shot him an annoyed look and said, "He's just a math teacher." Antoninus disagreed, "But he's dangerous." How could a teacher be dangerous? Was he going to kill someone with math problems? I angrily pulled my hand out of his grip and rubbed my sore wrist. Antoninus wanted to say something more, but when he looked behind me, he fell silent.

A f*cking stick man. I can hear the guy asking to change seat with I don't know her but I think she's a friend of Q. I got more pissed. I couldn't stop snapping at them and they are also disturbing my class. This is my first day teaching in her class and I don't like what's happening right now. "What's the problem here?" I asked sternly.

"Lei, have you done Professor Thomas' essay?" I gasped in surprise. Half swearing, I took out my notebook. Damn, I forgot an important assignment from that killer history teacher. You don't have to know Professor Thomas for long to know that he's a pain in the ass. Doesn't like fuss, always gives quizzes with random participants, and never fails to give assignments that are almost as long as the London Bridge. Okay, I'm being hyperbolic. But when it comes to Professor Thomas being annoying, it's one hundred percent valid.

I have completely forgotten that a teacher is in the class. “Sorry sir.!” We all echoed at once. The teacher gave us a look before he continued teaching. The last thing I need is a teacher calling my mum to complain about my behavior so I decide to stay out for the rest of the class.

Chapter thirty-one Mac's pov "Mr Lee, please can you come forward and solve the equation on the board?" The maths teacher called from the front of the classroom. Our maths teacher was a young woman, maybe in her early thirties. She had a stern look on her face with freckles just beneath her glasses. She wore a black fitted skirt and black flats. Being called to the board to solve equations was the most annoying thing ever. It was like the teacher knew you couldn't do it but they just have the urge to embarrass students.

“I take that very seriously.” Mrs. Anna smiled, clearly unaware of the tension brewing between us. “Well, I think that’s wonderful. We need more dedicated teachers like you. Like Mattias says, most teachers don’t even care about their students; they just love the feeling of control. I remember one time, Shimma’s teacher hit her on the head and slapped her so hard her cheeks were swollen and red, all because she left her homework at home…” Before she could finish, Mr. Beau abruptly slammed his fork down on the plate, the sound echoing through the room.

She didn't even find anything special in him, of course he was indeed handsome, she disliked him for his actions "I mean what sort of teacher announces a test on his first class!" She thought. "Oh my gosh! Girl did you see that hot lecturer!" Kate said squealing in excitement as she sat next to Natalia "Of course I did, he was just in our class" She rolled her eyes. "He's like a living fairytale.. ouuu he's so dreamy!" Kate squeals louder "Quiet it down kate! Yeah he's cute and all, there's no other special thing about him" Natalia said

"I would like to have a word with you. In the library. Now." This teacher is nasty. The way she looks at Ramon. Ewwww!!! Ramon does not even seem interested. He shrugs. "I am busy with a parent here, Ms. Allison. Please excuse us." She groans. "It can not wait..." Haha! He has been here for 60 seconds and the bitch is so thirsty for him and I don't know why but it's so fucking annoying. And I find her so fucking annoying. He shrugs. "I am sure it can wait, Ms. Allison."

He calls order to the classroom and for the next 45 minutes we don’t get to talk anymore. “That class was brutal.” The guys complain. “Awe, what’s a matter guys? Did the mean, oh teacher, make you actually pay attention to something else other than Dakoda?” Mac teases them. “Jealous Mac?” Kasey asks. Mac gives him the bird. “In your dreams, asshole.” “Language young lady...” a teacher says, walking by us. “Sorry Miss. Anderson,” Mac yells. We all bust out in a fit of giggles. I’m going to enjoy being a teenager for now, but I’m aware Professor Hamilton is still out there.