Book Teacher's Pet Novels & Stories

I whispered. “And that will be all for today,” Professor Kai’s voice cut through the room, firm and final. He was already snapping his textbook shut, as a few eager students shot their hands up, but he waved them off with a tired motion. “Hold your questions until next time, and I promise to address them all.” I glanced at my watch, he was leaving early. A full thirty minutes early!?, my stomach tightened, and then, I knew my guess was right, Something is wrong!

She was an older lady with gray hair and glasses on a chain, and she always smelled like peppermint tea. "Iniko Moreau," she said with a warm smile. "You're here bright and early. First day back going well?" "Really well," I confirmed, heading to the reading corner where I'd stashed a dinosaur book last week. "I just wanted to get some reading done before class starts." "That's my kind of student," Mrs. Chen approved. "Help yourself. Let me know if you need anything." I settled into one of the big armchairs with my book, losing myself in descriptions of Tyrannosaurus Rex hunting patterns and pack behavior theories. I'd read this section three times already, but it was still fascinating.

Elaina’s breath caught as he pulled out a thick, aged book bound in dark leather, its surface etched with faded symbols that seemed to shimmer faintly even in the low light. Her heart skipped. “No,” she breathed. “Yes,” Jone said, eyes twinkling. “I call it the dragon compendium. I think you music tunes you speak of is in it… the one you’ve been missing.” Elaina stared at it, stunned. “How… how do you have that?” The book looked exactly like the one they had left behind in the palace… only a little rough due to previous handling. She almost thought it was the same one but she remembered Drake had most warriors were given to book to study from.

Allie adjusted her wedding dress and said excitedly, "The wedding is next week. Are you sure you can be my maid of honor?" I thought about it and replied uncertainly, "I'm not sure whether I can take time off." Then I poured out all the strange things happening at work, ending with a sigh. "The Alaskan Malamute I take care of seems off somehow. Do you think I should take him to a vet?" At some point, Allie stopped what she was doing and stared at me blankly. "Kelsey, what kind of job did you just say you were doing?" "I'm a pet sitter. You told me to apply for it at the pet shop. Don't you remember?" I said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

The students each chose a picture book and read quietly. Jonathan sat by the window, focused on reading a picture book about the world of wild animals, when Teacher Ria walked over and sat beside him, asking kindly. “What are you reading, Jonathan?” Jonathan looked up and excitedly held the book cover toward her. “I am reading about the animal world. It says here that in the A****n rainforest there are pythons that are dozens of meters long. It is really fascinating.” The teacher smiled and affectionately patted Jonathan’s head.

My stomach flipped just thinking about it. “Everyone submit your books. We’ll continue on Monday,” I announced, forcing my teacher voice to stay steady. The kids started piling their notebooks on my desk. Little Claire flashed me a bright smile. “Enjoy your birthday, Miss Bee!” “Thank you, sweetheart.” I blew her a kiss and she pretended to catch it, giggling as she skipped out. Eros, my resident mischief king, was still fiddling with his pencil case. “Eros, come on. Bring it here right now.”

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

I like it black on some days—this is perfect. “I see, you were looking a little pale earlier—I thought you’re not feeling well or something.” Pete sat down and began working on his activity plan for the next class he’s handling. Pete is a P.E. teacher and one that kids love. He and I got along well. A lot of teachers here specially the female ones tend to be a bit snobby and short tempered so it’s usually the guys who gets along well. “I could use a bit of sleep before class starts though.” I groaned which made the man laugh.

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)