Crush On The Teacher Novels & Stories

He was about to say something before he corrected himself. "Still you didn't have to take me home. I never asked you too, so stop sounding so annoyed as if I was such a burden." "That is exactly what you are! A huge mother fucking burden, always has been since you were twelve. You are so unbelievable." Mason yelled in a hushed voice so Asher wouldn't hear him. Instead of crying in front of him, I sat up straight and poked my chest out. I was so mad and hurt, I can't believe I have a crush on him. Without saying anything to him at all, I walked away. I grabbed my pills and water and walked out of the room. I quickly walked to the bathroom and started the shower. I swallowed my pills quickly,

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

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

Without flinching, he hit the grown adult teacher on the head with it. He collapse, blood bursting out of his head. I clasp my hands over my mouth, wondering if I have been plunged into a nightmare. Like that isn’t enough, he gets on top of him, raining punches on his unconscious body. “Caden!” Asher's voice slices through the air. Other teachers arrive at the scene just as Asher is pulling Caden off the half-conscious teacher. I swallow, hearing the panic in the principal’s voice as he calls the emergency services.

I had crushes. I remember having a crush on William Santos back in Elementary because he knows how to comprehend while reading. But it didn’t last long because apparently, the guy is a jerk. I saw him punching another girl in my class and it was awful. It made me pledge not to ever have a crush on him.

My younger brother, Victor Bishop, has a silver tongue. That's why our parents, Paul Bishop and Jenna Cole, treat him like a treasure. I am socially awkward and blind to social cues, so they send me to the countryside to train. They even say there's no need to treat me well. They feed me scraps and make me sleep in the barn. After I turn 18, they put me in the family company to test me. Because of me, the Bishops become the richest family in Caldera. But Victor teams up with our parents and steals the credit that should've been mine. Everyone in the business world treats him like a star. Later, a building he cuts corners on collapses and kills dozens of workers. He makes me take the

I watched as Imran began to laugh, pointing at Alex. "What is cracking you up Little man?" Alex asked, bending down to his height. "You just called someone pig, you are the pig here. You belch disgustingly and you stink badly when you release gas from your anus, my teacher said that means you have a disease," Imran replied, giggling. I bit my lips hard, trying to stiffle the laughter that was trying to escape from my lips. Where do this kid get his ideas from.

"Big deal, so my English teacher hates me now. I mean, what happened to your big speech from the other day about how as a teacher you want what's best for your students, huh?" "Taylor, I do not hate you. Maybe I did once, though don't insult me by pretending it wasn't mutual. I..." No. I cut myself short. "I don't know, maybe I could have loved you, even. Maybe. I loved being with you, at least. Regardless, I don't give two craps whether you think that the teacher-student factor diminishes the sentiment or not. It doesn't to me. I got into this whole stupid mess because of that feeling, and once I started, and I saw you as something other than a bratty little vixen, I couldn't resist going f

the crush is still there though, and that is the most reason why I can't work for him. I stood up from the date he offered me when I first came in and i ran to the door the moment I got to the door he called after me. chery!!! wait. I stopped on my tracks. I didn't turn to look at him . I just waited for him to say what ever he wants to say so that I can leave.i know he doesn't like me not that he hates me but we don't have more that just a classmates relationship we never really talked when we were in school so I wonder what he wants to say.

It makes me twinge in my pants; this is not the place. “Let me see. When I was in High School, I had a crush on my English Professor but he was dating a science lecturer so it was a no go but boy did he make me horny.” She has the good grace to blush; it looks adorable and sexy at the same time. I raise my eyebrows. “Miss I’m so cool and collected and goody-two-shoes having a crush on a professor, eh? That’s interesting.” “Oh, please, I am sure you fancied all your teachers when you were in school,” she shoots back. I laugh because it isn’t actually true.