Novel & Cerita Student X Teacher Reader

Hell, part of me even hoped that he would magically get stuck in traffic for the entirety of class today just so I could get out of seeing him. But of course, that was just wishful thinking. “And… Cassandra Xavier.” “Here!” I smiled and handed the last paper in the stack to the young girl with curly hair and glasses sitting at the front of the class. Returning to the podium, I said, “If anyone has any questions about your papers, feel free to come talk to me. Until Professor Brooks arrives, please start reading chapter six in your textbooks.” With a chorus of murmurs and rustling papers, the students opened their textbooks. I sank down into the chair behind Edwin’s desk, keeping an eye out u

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

No one ever does homework in his class either, because he never checks. Except for me. I'm the only one who gets mad at my teacher because I really want to learn something. I quickly open the textbook to the correct page, while everyone else pulls out their phones and starts texting and yelling to their friends across the room. Sidney starts whispering to Ian, and Xavier turns to me with a reassuring smile. "Are you going to lecture?" he asks innocently. I nod slowly, beginning to dive into the paragraphs of knowledge, diving completely into the foreign lands I love to explore.

1 hour of Teacher Lavin lecturing his History lesson, the desire ring of bell of many students finally rang inside. The whistles and whispers among the students echoed when the bell rang, not at all paying attention anymore to the Teacher that was still standing at the top of the podium holding his book and was still reading the contents that was paused after the bell rang. Teacher Lavin just shakes his head and shrugged his shoulders at the two-faced students in his front, he reach for his scattered books at the table and smiled.

After that, Craig take his seat and continue writing in his notea leaving everyone more confused and dumbfounded. The teacher in the front did not bother anymore because he realized that somehow, there's more to this poker-faced student. He continue reading outputs and Craig continue to right on his notes. His mind wandering around the most painful part of the story that his teacher read which he did not bother to write on it. Fiction sucks!, he thought.

When I thought, he was going to sit at another spot, he settled next to mine. I feel nervous all of a sudden. Right in time the teacher walked in and order us to open the textbook page 210. He explain the material then told us to do the exercise in the textbook. The class is quiet, and the teacher is sitting while reading his favorite book for the fourth times. Glancing at Tyler, I nudged his elbow with my pencil trying to get his attention but failed. I try for the second time, and he turned to my direction glaring at me. "What happened?" he ignored me and went back doing the exercise.

Miranda’s foot was tapping against the tiled floor in anticipation, and she kept ringing her hands over and over again. The receptionist, a man who seemed far nicer that Cara, had asked her to wait in one of the student areas. It wasn’t far from the Professor’s offices. The space was filled with squishy chairs and beanbags, along with the normal computer desks. There was even a small kitchenet at the back wall where students could make a hot drink or microwave their food.

Remember that! She gave a sign to me to get near her. The teacher who will pick your ears? I miss that, the times when the your teacher is mean, it is such challenging. Now, look at the youth. They consider games as their challenge. Haysss. Mobile legends etc. “this one, let this be photocopied from page 25 to 75. 25 pieces each pages.” I also accepted the book, and I saw my classmates whispering to one another. I heard them say, this teacher would be really dead to Jeoff. Well, not as you think. She’s Jeoff’s fiancé.

I smiled, hoping he wouldn't stab me with a knife. "Exactly... and I am your...?" "My... ugh... physics... teacher!" I exclaimed, smiling nervously. "Right... so, tell me Winslow... when a student, sees his... or her teacher walk into the class, what do they do?" He asked, venomously while walking from left to right. "They... ugh... stand up... and greet him!" I said, my lips tugging to form a timid smile. "That is correct... so, Miss Winslow..." He said and turned around sharply, to face me. "What did you do when your lecturer walked in?"