Student Teacher Novels & Stories

I’m helping fix that and it’s bringing me so much joy to help shape the minds of our young pups. Matteo is letting me finish my degree in teaching which thrills me. The school staff told me I would be welcomed to come and teach, or be a sub for them. I signed up to be a sub since I’m not sure I could commit to teaching full time. I did let them know they could contact me for anything they need, so if they need me for whatever reason, I’m a phone call away. This seemed to brighten the teacher's day.

'thing'. Is this woman really a teacher? That is the thought that lingers in my head. "Hide it... well." She whispered in my ears seductively as she left her place to accommodate the inquiry of the other students whilst I continued finishing my cupcake. The teacher in-charge is young looking. She has the curves in the right places along with her pretty face. But who would have thought such a pervert-y woman would become a teacher of such a prestigious school. The other students finally left as the three of us started to prepare for our departure when the teacher— Ms. Ross— interrupted us with a smile.

Whatever I do now will be good or bad for our relationship, whatever it may be, moving forward. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Sorry that she died. That's so awful. I'm sorry you are lonely. I meant what I said that day. I really could be your friend, if you want me to be Blake. But what will the other students say? I don't want to be a teacher's pet. And I don't need my room mate asking me questions." Professor Oakley smiles and gets out of his car and opens my side of the Silverado. "Thanks, Cora. I appreciate that more than you know. Would you like to come in? We could watch a movie or sit and talk if you'd like. By now I'm sure we'd both agree that our friendship is pushing our student professor rel

6 - Studies and Chill James “Are you in trouble?” “Of course, you’d think I’m here because I’m in trouble.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes at me, and I ignored the itch to do something completely irrational and uncivilized. “Mister Steven asked me to assist him after class.” Steven? The Math teacher. He had grey hair and looked like the sweet grandpa who snuck a few sugar candies to you when your mom wasn’t looking. I fell in step beside her, our footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. “I didn’t know students could assist teachers.”

Oh yeah, I almost forgot that bad boy side of him. "What did you do know?" I asked, taking a seat on the same row but three desks away from him. I didn't want to be too close to him. I might do something insanely stupid. "Teachers are just idiots. They take everything way to seriously." He ignored my question, but gave me a hint that it was a negative attitude with a teacher. "Tell me about it." I muttered with an eye roll. "Tyler Evans." An old small teacher came walking in the classroom. "Why am I not surprised to see you here?" She shook her head disapprovingly but still had a smile on her face.

PRESENT. Ivy breathed a sigh of relief as she finally reached the last period of her class lectures. "Have a nice day, everyone," she said, waving to her students as they left one by one. To many, she was a crush, and to some, a role model. Ivy was a dedicated teacher at Primes Time College who took her job to the next level. She was willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure that her students understood every detail of what she was teaching.

not a student quickly breaks away from Sage's body. She fumbles around, dragging her skirt down. She bends forward, gathers her white thong up and adjusts her shirt. It’s crazy to see this but… The woman I’m looking at is…literally the new teacher. I look closer and there I see it. She’s the new coach for our swimming team. Omigod. Sage's banging the new teacher? Still rattled to the bones, the woman hurries over and shoulder passes me with red cheeks. I look behind her, watching to know what must have attracted Sage and I see the perfect

Walker asked and they all looked at me, waiting for an answer. I opened my mouth, and let the words flow out of my mouth."A teacher of mine inspired me to pursue my dream of helping my students find their path, and eventually achieve their dreams someday. She said that in school, we become the students' family and guardians. It is our responsibility to guide them. I believe that in order to become a good teacher, we must show our students that we care about them rather than just teaching them and letting them do whatever they want outside of the classroom. To become a good student, one must become a good person first. I know what I did is wrong, but I will do it again if that means saving my

Chris stood at the front of his classroom, the morning sun filtering through the windows, casting a warm glow on the eager faces of his students. As he explained a complex physics concept, he noticed their eyes light up with understanding, and he felt a familiar surge of satisfaction. Teaching had always been his dream, a passion he had nurtured since childhood. But no matter how fulfilling his job was, a shadow always lingered in the back of his mind.

"Do you need to ask who I am?" "You..." The female teacher pointed at her. "I know you! You are a student! You are just a student, how can you be like a teacher... Xia Ming, are you stupid? The relationship between a teacher and a teacher will be expelled!" "Clang! Clang!" Xia Gladyce's eyes widened. "Who are you scaring? Why do I fall in love with Xia Ming? I'm just in the tutoring class. I'm not a student of your school! I'm sorry, I'm a failed national exam student. I'm sorry to disappoint you!"