Student X Teacher Reader Novels & Stories

"Just being the common fuckboy, babe." "Good morning, students! Are we ready to read some papers?" There was a loud, collective sound of groans, making the teacher laugh. He chose two people to go first, giving everyone else hope that they wouldn't have to read today. As the one person started to read aloud the biography of their partner, Connor chose to continue his fuckboy act. He placed his hand on my thigh, which resulted in me pushing his arm away. Then he went on to scoot his chair closer to mine, and I figured if I did something about this, I'd get in trouble.

Nick's face went dry with fear when he heard the teacher's words. He immediately took two steps back. Xavier then gently held his son's hand and said, "There will be other children with you here. You don't have to be alone in front of the teacher. The teacher here will not torture you. Do you still want to go to this room?" Xavier asked, and just then, a teacher walked past them and entered the room. The children in the classroom greeted him as the teacher entered. Xavier was waiting for this perfect moment when he picked up his son in his arms and stood a little away from the door. "Look, the teacher inside was teaching the children. When you enter the room, the teacher will teach you like

You're a professional tutor, not a girl who was just making out with her student. "Kill me now," Jace murmured. But then he did something that surprised me, he picked up his pen, pulled the textbook closer, and actually started reading through the problems, though he had a very deep frown on his face. But he also scooted his chair right up next to mine, close enough that our thighs pressed together and I could smell his soap and feel the warmth of his body. "So if x equals..." he started, his voice low and close to my ear, "what the fuck does y equal?"

He cursed lowly. Just then, footsteps sounded behind them, attracting their attention. Finn was the first to turn his head, and seeing the teacher entering the class, he swallowed the question he was about to ask George. He glanced at Niam. "Let's sit. The exam is about to start." Then his brows raised slightly. "Do you need my help?" He remembered the system had told him last night about how students hated to read and about how difficult it was for high school final year students.

The students each chose a picture book and read quietly. Jonathan sat by the window, focused on reading a picture book about the world of wild animals, when Teacher Ria walked over and sat beside him, asking kindly. “What are you reading, Jonathan?” Jonathan looked up and excitedly held the book cover toward her. “I am reading about the animal world. It says here that in the A****n rainforest there are pythons that are dozens of meters long. It is really fascinating.” The teacher smiled and affectionately patted Jonathan’s head.

"Take your seats, we’ll get started in just a moment." Blake and I walked to an empty row near the back of the class. He sat down quickly, making himself comfortable, and I followed his lead, sitting next to him. I could feel the eyes of a few students on me, but I tried to ignore it and focus on the teacher. "Today, we’re going to be discussing a piece of classic literature," the teacher continued. "I’m Mrs. Carter, by the way. I know some of you are new, so if you need any help, feel free to ask."

the Teacher babbles on and so on, i did not listen any further as I was thinking of something else. Finally, the teacher finishes his blabbering as he introduces himself. "I am Jace Ray, your adviser. I will not be checking on you today as Teachers have meetings today's morning. You may do as you like, I'm off now. Goodbye class" after Teacher Jace said those words, the students did not stand up to greet him goodbye, I looked at Teacher Jace and saw him, shaking his head at me with a smile and gone outside. It seemed that he was used to it.

Alex thought as he passed the student in silence. A few days later, Alex found the same student sitting on the same chair near nine o'clock in the evening. The girl was trying to read under the dim lights, which clearly wouldn't help much. After years of teaching at this university, Alex had never encountered anyone quite like her. While he often caught a few couples in the dark corridors, especially new students, they were never alone.

"Shane!" Instead of answering, he shifted on his seat, moved his textbook to the other end of the table, and looked the other way, using his left hand to cover the side of his face. The fuck? What does he think he's doing? "You dumbass pussy!" I gritted and felt him cringe. "Just tell me the goddamn page we're reading from!" Again, no response. Everyone in the class was reading and here I was with this piece of crap who couldn't tell me the page's number. I wanted to call him one more time but the teacher was looking directly at me. I smiled at her and asked for the page number which she answered politely.