Novel & Cerita Annoying Teacher

"Should I have let you bleed to death then?" He makes a noise. "Maybe I should have, honestly. If I knew you were going to be this annoying." That...made sense, I guess. It was just that this felt wrong, on so many levels. But the pain is kicking in. And did he just call me annoying? "Respect me a little, will you? I'm still your teacher." I grumble, wincing as I slowly feel the pain more and more. But he's wrapped the wound so tightly that it numbs most of it.

Julian whispered, his breath again near my ear. That wasn’t his business. He sat way over at the other end of the classroom; he must have swapped seats today, probably to beat up someone or threaten their life — and why? Just to say shit to me? How fucking hopeless was he? “I wasn’t stalking shit, so please shut the fuck up and at least pay us some attention.” “Mr. Julian? Mr. Jace? Any problems here? I hate when my class is interrupted,” the teacher spoke, annoyed before nodding negative. Well, I hate when my day is interrupted too. We both had an issue with Julian to blame for this.

But how? After torturing myself with question after question, I decide I just can't obsess about it and should probably pay attention. The teacher, a leggy bleached blond who looks too old for her bright skirt and high heels, is writing something on the board. I notice only one guy is paying attention, the rest are checking out her ass. Typical.

the teacher called out, breaking me out of my anxious thoughts. I stood up anxiously and followed the teacher out of the classroom, my throat dry as I prepared to face whatever consequences awaited me. "Iris, you're a good student with a good future. Don't provoke them and destroy our future. Just... stay... silent sometimes," the teacher advised, his concern evident in his tone. I nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of his words, and stood there with a frown etched on my face. As he sighed and left, presumably for his next class, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration building up inside me.

The two boys tried to suppress their laughter over their friend's lost face staring at the girl. "Sorry my friend, we think too much since we have too free brains," Daniel whispered, and then another one cracked silently, as he gained a glare from Parker. The next period started and Parker huffed in annoyance as the next teacher Mr. Nash entered their class. "I hate this teacher, he always picks on me for nothing. Why god? Why send him again to my class." Vance giggled "He is a young and cheerful teacher, though." The annoyed boy replied with narrow eyes, "So what, you got a crush on him or something?"

What I hate and most of all is someone touching my hair even the ends and strands of my hair, I really hate that. Even though I feel like I'm going to explode with great annoyance, I still need to control my emotion not to make any noise inside my English teacher's classroom. I know, Ms. Sanchez don't want to hear any noise while she was lecturing but how can I control myself if someone ruin my day?

I muttered under my breath as Alexia bursted laughing. "Can you tell us what is so funny, Aria? We would like to laugh with you!", the teacher hissed. "Thing is, I'd like to laugh alone." Alexia stated with an eye roll. Now, i was the one laughing. "What's funny Mr Ryder?", the teacher turned to me. Is she always this annoying? "Your voice." I replied honestly. Her voice was like a squirrel. You know? Like the chipmunks. Instead of replying, the teacher just glared at us before saying, "Both of you, Detention!"

Those teachers are just some bunch of frustrations. "And the thought of having test tomorrow makes me cringe, like urgh!" I cringed, and she chuckled. For heaven sake, what's funny about this now? I love studying, but it's natural not to like a particular lecturer, right? Our literature teacher disgusts me, and the thought of having his test tomorrow, makes me wanna strangle him to death. He's just too strict for my liking. "Not that you can avoid it though. I hate that man more than devil himself." Nina ran her fingers through her hair. This girl is damn crazy, even more than myself.

"It's okay, Sir. Don't worry about that because I'm sure that it was an accident. No one will kill a commoner girl like me." "We can't tell." I brushed my hair with my fingertips. This teacher was driving me to the edge. Why would he keep on insisting that incident? Why won't he stop? "Sir," I said seriously. "Please stop it. I hate it when someone keeps on insisting something. I don't want to appear rude to you because you're my teacher, but please know your limit!" His emotionless face was not helping at all. Why so emotionless? Was he mad that I shouted at him? He will give me a low grade in Math, wouldn't he?

He is just an annoying teacher. Now that he was the one assigned for homeroom for our senior year, we better be good like angels with him because he could do everything to get anyone in trouble if someone messes with him. Everyone groaned and Mr. Hemsworth smirked in satisfaction. See! I told you! He is so annoying. "Mr. Maynard!", Mr. Hemsworth shouted causing Alex to stumble off the table and look at him. Some of the students snickered at his reaction while I tried my best to hold in a chuckle.