Teacher Natasha Novels & Stories

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

Hours went by, and finally it was time for English language class, Miss Esther (Youth corper) came in wearing her NYSCE uniform. We all stood up and greeted her. She greeted us back then started her teaching… Half way through her class though she stopped teaching to talk to me. “Chris, I am truly sorry I know you must be hurting a lot right now, I want you to know that if you ever need anything or want to talk to someone I am here for you, alright?" I was like this has been two weeks already, why will I still be hurting from the cane and punishment? This is strange.

She didn't even find anything special in him, of course he was indeed handsome, she disliked him for his actions "I mean what sort of teacher announces a test on his first class!" She thought. "Oh my gosh! Girl did you see that hot lecturer!" Kate said squealing in excitement as she sat next to Natalia "Of course I did, he was just in our class" She rolled her eyes. "He's like a living fairytale.. ouuu he's so dreamy!" Kate squeals louder "Quiet it down kate! Yeah he's cute and all, there's no other special thing about him" Natalia said

Monday mornings were supposed to be ordinary, this one wasn't. Natasha had spent the entire weekend trying not to think about Ethan and failed, which explained why she was now standing in front of her closet questioning every outfit she owned. "This is ridiculous." She grabbed a black blazer and then changed it, then changed it again, eventually she gave up. Work was work and she was acting like a teenager. Unfortunately that realization did absolutely nothing to help. The moment she entered Ramos Media, things became worse, much worse because Ethan was there. Chairman Ethan Ramos, standing near the reception desk discussing something with two executives.

“ Ma. Am still working on it. Miss Natash is a very hard person to relate to, she has no friends, no family....... “ Is that what you think? Then you have not been paying attention to her, just like you were told earlier, Natasha used to work for me, she was loved by everyone, she had lots of friends and that was how she got lots of connection in a space of time. Pay attention to the things she likes. Get her attention. You are a young handsome man for crying out loud so do good use of it!!” “ Yes ma'am!” “ I intend hearing from you in a month time, and if there nothing positive yet, I will have to assume you are not equal to the task and get someone else”

Desmond said and rested his back on the wall as people wishes kept ringing in his head and he kept granting them * * ★Natasha's office★ Jasmine and sandra were standing infront of ma'am Natasha and for once, they thought they were dumb cause words were not coming "Introduce yourselves young ladies"Ma'am Natasha said "I am Jasmine McAdams" "And I'm Sandra larryberg" Sandra said with a smile "So why are you both here?" Natasha asked nicely "We are here for the registration.. we wish to be part of this school too" Jasmine replied with a smile "Have a sit" Natasha said, pointing at a chair opposite hers

"We could talk over dinner. Properly. Are you free this week?" I go still. Nothing. Not a word. This is the new me. The new me is a saint. The new me does not reach across a breakfast table and explain things to Connor Hale. "You can send any questions you have through my office," Natasha says with a smile, handing him a card with the office details on it. I walk her out, waiting with her as the valet brings her Volvo round. "Did you have to give him your card? You know he’s going to email you the second he gets back to his office."

Natasha looked at him weirdly as she took a bite from her sandwich. "Where did this come from? That is so random," she said amd took a sip of her milkshake. "Well, the silence here is so deafening that I searched for conversation topics, this was one of the questions that came up," Emman replied, showing his phone, which was on a searching app. "Hm, if I wasn't a police officer, I guess I'd be a teacher," Natasha said. "Teacher, you? What are you gonna teach kids? How to beat up bullies?" Emman snorted.

It looked like the woman who had been serving her was planning to protect her from the girl in front of them; she even stood in front of her. "And what are you going to do, you low-ranked elite?" the woman taunted. Althea could tell by just looking that this woman named Natasha was one of those who seemed like bullies in movies. She had enough training muscles, just like those who have superior abilities, but she also had that hot temper that makes it easy to distinguish her from the others. "You should know well that if the Jefe is not here, Madam is the one second highest here."

She happily stroded downstairs. "Good morning," Nova smiled as she adjusted her apron, she cringed her head a little as she flipped the pancake. "Wow. This smells nice, where are the kids?" Natasha asked her. "They are preparing for school, no need to worry, oh and can we talk about the cash?" Nova nervously laughed. Natasha shrugged her shoulders a little bit, "Would $100 do?" Nova's eyes brightened, "Duh," "I have to get prepared, I don't want Alec troubling me," Natasha walked to the toilet.