Strict Teacher Novels & Stories

This was serious. "Rule number one: we must be discreet. You know boy love is forbidden so no holding hands, no coffee dates in the middle of the day, PDA, none of that. Rule number two: absolutely no one can know about this, not your flat mates, not Maddox, not your parents. Rule number three: I'm your teacher first and foremost, so if you expect me to give you higher grades, you're mistaken. I won't be giving you special treatment, Mr De Montmorency." He laughed endearingly as he fidgeted with my hand. I wasn't strong enough to pull it away, enjoying the firm but delicate touch.

While I was being confused, Tyler continued, "I just came to know that he's certified to teach you. Your brother will be teaching you and help you graduate from high school. Wasn't it great?" "Is this for real or are you kidding me?" Kevin said to me, "He's not lying. He really did ask me to be your tutor." "And you accepted?" He shrugged his shoulders saying, "I had no choice. By the way, when it comes to teaching, I'll be a little strict. So don't expect me to…" Before he finishes, Tyler asks him, "What do you mean by 'little strict?" Kevin took Tyler's hands off him and said, "Don't you threaten me on this. I'm her tutor. Not your classmate."

"What did you say? That arrogant ? Have you tried look at yourself when talking sometimes and listen? Jeremy rushed his words. "You know what don't let me see you till the day is over" He said and hastened his foot step to the class. "Like seriously we are seat partner and I'm your partner you can't dispose me!"Jeremy repiled with a scoff. "Oh no he said no student should get to class after him yesterday" Jeremy said looking at the physics teacher. "Whatever" Kelvin said ignorantly. "Byebye heard he is strict" Jeremy said and supper fast his speed to class.

I expected him to laugh in my face. Instead, a slow, deep chuckle rumbled in his chest. He leaned back, bracing himself with his arms on my mattress, and looked at me with a mixture of amusement and something akin to respect. “Wow, Reed. Setting terms now, are we? Getting possessive of your teacher?” My face flamed. “It’s not possessive! It’s… hygienic! And it’s only fair. If this is a lesson, it should be… exclusive.” He was still smiling that infuriating, knowing smile. “Fine. Okay. You have a deal. No one else. For the duration of your… tuition.” He made it sound so transactional, and maybe that was the only way I could handle it.

“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 whispered. I sighed and shut my eyes. What have I gotten myself into again? I was about to reply but Mr. Tan is already inside. Past seniors have had some problem with this teacher because he is said and known to be a terror one. Seniors almost didn’t graduate because they failed his subject and they had to pass a special project in order to compensate for their grades and finally graduate.

As long as she could pass the final examination, no one would say anything about it. Later that afternoon, there would be a class by Alina Bell's uncle, Professor Bell. Silvia intended to attend the lecture, so she'd asked Reagan and Lemur if they wanted to come along. However, the two of them shook their heads repeatedly and even said that they would never attend his class no matter what. Professor Bell's had always been strict during his lecture. He would never allow his students to get distracted during the lecture. Unless they were compelled to, most of his students would not attend his classes. Those students who were willing to attend all his classes were those who were hardworking.

“Professor, let’s stop here. My brain can’t take it anymore.” I complain to Professor Fortez. My temple is pulsing painfully. I reached my limit already. This Professor of mine is a monster. He is very strict while teaching me. He doesn’t like so many red marks on my paper. He wants everything to be perfect.

"I am your Professor. I am not your friend or your confidant. I am here to teach you. Not to be a babysitter. Cell phones are to remain off for the duration of this class. If you slack off in my class you will be made aware of such failure in front of your peers. I don't accept excuses for any reason when it comes to missing your assignments and tardiness. I give ample enough time for you to complete your work and your tests. If you are unable to keep up then I suggest you find somewhere else to go because I do not coddle and nor should your peers. I get that everyone works at their own pace, but I insist you keep up or you will be left behind. No exceptions. To those who don't know yet, you

I requested. Alex then said, "I like those with big buttocks, and soft big breasts, I don't care about anything else." "My oh my, what a large taste you have sir Alex," Tomo said and we laughed together. "Do you have a problem with my taste?" Alex asked violently. "Not at all, we would Inform you when she is ready," Tomo said. Alex left my office, he is so concentrated in training the Jeagers he may have forgotten all about himself. He is known to be the most strict teacher in the academy as his exams gave no hope.