Teach Me First Novels & Stories

The teacher settled some of her books on the table that was in front of the blackboard. By cranking her voice louder to get it to travel across the class she began to speak to her students, “Alright, so hello everyone… I’m your teacher Ms. Williams and I’m so excited to be teaching you guys a whole lot of fun stuff… since this is our first time of meeting, I would like to be familiar with your names and hear a little bit about yourself like your hobbies, family etc so why don’t we start off the class with a mini-introduction of you?”! “Yes, ma’am!” Everyone in the class echoed, widened the smile on the teacher’s face.

Wave asked me. "So how was your first day?" "Oh, the usual," I remarked. "Though I want you to teach me how to combat training..." I trailed off. I'm getting sick with this self-defense. All I can do is defend myself, what if I had the opportunity to kill the enemy? What should I do? Take a shield instead of firing a gun? I snorted. "It's because we train first mentally, physically, We'll train you on the basics first. We are just going easy on you because of Mr. Martins' orders."

“Well, Mrs. Danner, are you ready for this?” “Gabe, it is just one night,” Bree said. “And you know she will be here for this one.” Gabe said, shaking her head, “I couldn’t believe it when I heard it.” “Who cares about Ann?” Bree said as she smiled and went over to her children to make sure they weren’t getting into anything. As the time passed, parents walked in and then were shown around to the areas of the classroom by their students. When the first class was in, Gabe took over and began the rundown of what the year would be like for the students. He answered questions and then just continued to run down everything and how it would all work.

she tells me. I laugh and reply, “I did not know. I passed then. What will you teach me next?” I ask her. “There are actually seventeen lessons on how to be a great Queen and leader. I taught you the first six. I think I will teach you four and then if we still have time, we will end early. Is that alright?” she asks me, “Yes, it is. Thank you,” I reply.

He led her down to the open ground which was used for training. "Alpha Calhoun." They bowed to him. "Did you teach her the first lesson?" "Yes," Calhoun said. "She has learned it. Haven't you, An?" Maryanne glared at him. "Okay, I will remind you. The number one lesson is to never trust everything I say." "Meet Lady Arya, Lady Itzel, Lady Maddie, and Lord Hamilton, your teachers." "You?!" "You?!" She couldn't believe it. The same woman from her past was going to be her teacher.

This kid is not normal. How the heck she talked me into teaching her how to fight first before showing me how to build a bomb like she was about to is anyone's guess; I'm still trying to figure it out myself. "You can teach me the basics, and then I'll bring Lily-Anna, and you can teach her as well. But first, I have to make sure she won't get hurt." "Aren't you afraid that you'd get hurt?"

“Alright, allow me to change. I will be back to start the first lesson.” The wolves bowed and I left them. Joyfully, I strolled to my room. For the first time, I was going to be part of an actual fight between wolves and I had a secret card. ********* “This Is the basic move. You need to master this first before you enter into the main ones. The basic move is for defense. That will be pretty much, for what we will be teaching you is to engage for a while since you need to hold out long enough for us to free the boys and General Thorson and then send a signal to the men to invade the City.”

But as I pull into the campus, a new feeling begins to stir, a mix of fear and an almost shameful excitement. I enter the building, a modern structure. The place is a hive of activity, a vibrant energy that feels so different from my own quiet, controlled world. I walk into the classroom, the low chatter of students is a familiar background noise. I take my place at the front of the room, behind the lectern. I am clear my head, putting away all thoughts that scattered my mind, I am here to teach, to impart wisdom, to command a room, not to think about a mistake.

Taylor watches me eyes thoughtful. “No more reading for tonight?” she asks. “No.” My voice feels firmer. “tonight…i just want to focus on what we can actually control.” she nods. “Good.” we sit there a moment longer breathing the same steadying air letting the noise settle outside our world. Taylor shifts forward planting her elbows on her knees. “So. What exactly do you do to teach someone football on camera?” I grin before I can stop it. “Step one.convince them not to run away.”she nudges my shoulder with hers. “ you are hilarious.”

“Just by listening to your body. That’s the first step.” I stared at him. His face was so close. Too close. My thoughts were blurring at the edges. “You don’t need to rush anything,” he continued. “But when you try again… go slow. Don’t aim for the finish line. Just… explore. Think of it as getting to know yourself." I nodded, my heart hammering. "Do you need help?"