Student X Teacher Books Novels & Stories

He squeezes the offending exam sheet, balling it up in a fist. "They are trying to kill us." I say for his benefit alone. Every year, since SS1, Mr Harrison, the Literature and English teacher pulls a stunt of the same nature. Debates. Essays. Short prose writing. Anything to make you "wear your thinking cap" as he puts it.

Later they continue talking and soon go take their seats as their Homeroom teacher entered. "Good morning class". "Good morning ma" the students replied. Soon begins teaching them, as the lessons finish she called a student. "Sakiko please return these books to the library". "Yes ma" She leaves the class carrying the pile of books. As she takes a turn and curve, she bumps into someone and all the books fall on the ground. "Oh my goodness, I'm sorry, please forgive me. Reverend Father, I am sorry sir" she bends and starts picking up the books, while the boy with the Reverend Father bends and assists her in picking the books. Then their hands mistakenly touch and he is shocked.

Namely, fucking two beautiful, enthusiastic young women in the manner of my choosing. It was Tabitha. It was Katie. Abbie, too. It was seating charts. Fake blondes. Real blondes. Tattooed brunettes. Panties on a flag. Caps and gowns. Big tits, little tits, huge tits. Leaky pussies and tightly sealed mouths. Gradebooks and extracurricular lessons. The kinks of ex-boyfriends. Rewards for good work. Discipline for misbehavior. A meter stick. Dry erase markers writing and rewriting on a whiteboard. Engaged students. An excellent teacher.

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

The clock ticking rhythmically was overpowered as the teacher spoke. Mr Hughs had a very loud and deep voice which could be heard clearly as he taught. The students whispered among each other quietly. Bianca chose not to, staring at the Pe textbook in front of her. Pe was a lesson she actually liked, it had a lot to do with health and fitness which she was very fond of. Once she learned something, she understood it pretty quickly, as much as she liked Pe, single periods sucked, no physical work, just writing and Mr Hughs constantly dragging on and on.

He isn't Abe; and neither does he look like Elijah, Fe seems different, like we have met before. Candy laugh, and look away, I turn too and same time the teacher walk in, named Mr. Smith. He asks everyone to take out their books, and open to chapter 10 of the history of USA. A lot of persons in the class didn’t bring out theirs, I almost have my own opened at my table, when Mr. Smith approached my table and requested me to read a few of the lines of the chapter, for the sake of other's who did not have the book.

Then she looked at Phoebe and said: “Is Phoebe Robert the one who saw the book?” Phoebe was surprised by the teacher's conclusion and immediately stood up to explain: “I did not see the explanatory books and today I taught this lesson in all the books I have no books in that format, it was entirely my work.” "So you mean I slander you!" “I didn't mean it, I just wanted to say that the homework on the board I did myself didn't see the explanatory book before.”

She started acting all dramatic and we laughed. "Oh, shut up!" I punched her playfully and we headed to our second class today. Math. *** Math is boring. Math is like the worst subject ever. At least to me. I was looking around, our professor, Mrs Martin, a young woman in her late 30, very quiet and calm, was putting some math assignments on the board. Some students were whispering to each other, some of them was concentrating on their notebooks. One of them, me to be precise, was thinking about him.

Did she come to deliver a message? "Yes?" "Can I help you with your books?" She didn't even wait for me to respond before she dragged the books from my arms. "Whew! This is extremely heavy!" She gestured to the thick textbooks that were now in her hands. "How do you walk around carrying this thing without falling over? Other teachers use their tablets to teach." She frowned before her eyes lit up again. "My name is Sara, by the way. I've heard so much about you from my boyfriend."

Xander, who was sitting behind Darwin, said mockingly. She glared at him. He immediately turned away. "What's your problem?" she heard him say under his breath. "Say that again?" she dared him. "Yes, Miss Mejares? Are you saying something?" the teacher asked when she noticed them. "No, Ma'am," she replied. "Okay. I will give you enough time to prepare for tomorrow. Let's go to the library and grab some Science books to help you. Remember to keep quiet when we get there. Alright?"