Deku Teacher Novels & Stories

The official class will start next week. Anika stood up and bowed to her teacher like what she saw students do at Adelaide's school. "Thank you, teacher, goodbye," Anika bid softly. Mrs. Ellen smiled gently and bid goodbye as well. They walked out of the study, and Anika sent her off. Coming down the receiving area, they saw Leon waiting. "Thank you, Mrs. Grahams," He shook the hand of the teacher politely. "It's my pleasure, Mr. Albrecht. And Anika is such a good student, so it's no problem," Mrs. Ellen responded kindly.

She put down the coffee and didn't insist on him trying more. Then she said, "I'll wait for you to get off work." My heart skipped a beat. How was I supposed to leave then? Please, Derek. Say no. Unfortunately, he said without even glancing at her, "Suit yourself." Hearing that, she stood by the bookcase and glanced at the books. Then she looked out of the French window for a while. The office was filled with silence. It was Derek who said something first after a while. "I had two teachers teach Kyrian pronunciation and practice writing."

I honestly answered which made them silent. "As we expected. well, there's really something in your stares at her," Ten agreed with a smile on his face. Hendery was about to speak when the bell suddenly rang signaling the first period. Later, Ma'am Masu came in, she is our teacher in PE and Health 4. We greeted her and she greeted us too. Ma'am Masu is around Evie's age. "Everyone, kindly open your e-learning and click our subject. We will have a meeting today so I'm just going to leave you an activity," she instructed then she opened her whiteboard marker and wrote on the whiteboard our activity.

Even I had stopped what I was doing to look at him. "Hello class, my name is Mr. Dalton Canes. I will be your new teacher for the rest of the year." His deep hard voice rang in my ears. I don't think I have ever been this attracted to anyone in my life. He flashed the class his smile and you could just smell the sex dripping in the room.

Perfectly outlining her beautiful body that seems to be sculpted into perfection. "My name is Ella De Belen, Sorceress of Indigo Realm and I will be your class adviser. I will be teaching the arts of voodoo and as early as today, I am telling you that I won't tolerate unruly pupils. You can call me Professor De Belen. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

He chuckled before extending his right hand to me, "I'm Deacon." I looked down at his hand and rolled my eyes while downing another shot, "Ivy." Deacon dropped his hand but kept his smile, "Actually, I'm a professor at Monterey Peninsula College. I teach art." "Good for you, Professor," I faked. "You have an aura about you," he studied, "You seem sad but angry. Strong, but cracked in some parts. Cold, but kind." "Any other words for what you think I am?" I growled.

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

Quan snapped out of her reverie when the bell struck twice. Mrs. Hilda left the room and a few moments later, another teacher entered the second grade. Mr. Kei is a friendly and humorous face, but even so, he remains firm. Quan liked this one teacher for his lesson: Dark History. Dark History is not always as dark as its name, but other students still like it because it is quite interesting. Sometimes the lessons learned are not always in public books outside of school.

A girl could drown in those eyes and smile while she was doing it. "You know I finished my doctorate today. I did my dissertation defense last month. Your class and one in the English department were my last two hurdles before being completely done. I've applied for teaching positions all over the place but nothing has come through yet. Apparently brand new English PhDs are a dime a dozen at the moment."

Theo seethed, his voice dropping down to a dark baritone at the end of his words. "Do you both know each other?" the teacher asked now, attention all stilled on us. I tilted, waiting for him to speak. The first real test… I’d been dying to see how bad and hard I’d gotten to him. And when he averted his gaze from mine immediately towards the teacher, I smirked. "Of course not. We merely met at the parking lot earlier… I had no idea he was a student and of course I’ll be more than happy to tutor you, Hunter... Devereux," Theo stuttered as he spoke while I nodded, tapping him on the shoulder gently.