Teacher Natasha Novels & Stories

Jasmine then shortly passed by, handing out the class of 2030's year books which marked her last work as the school's editorial president. "Hey, Lucas," she greeted him and Lucas responded. The two had ended a path towards a romantic relationship before getting into the final year after Lucas had indirectly confessed his feelings for Natasha. The funny thing was that despite having gone through one more year of school, Lucas had still been unable to open up to Natasha, even though almost everybody knew he had the hots for her. * Unlike the rest of her friends, Natasha was nowhere close to match with their graduation outfits as she was in her jade super suit, her eye mask on and she was not i

Natalia spoke. Mrs. Natalia also used to be Evy’s counsellor. She always used to tell her all about Hailey. “Well, class, I am Mrs. Natalia Peters, your Psychology teacher and the cultural head of this school,” She exclaimed. “Is she Evelyn Brook?” Madeline asked. “Yes, she is.” Mrs. Natalia confirmed. With that, everyone in the class started talking.

“I was doing the assignment when Mrs. Blanchard demanded I let Natasha do some of the work. All I did was ask which one was the female reproductive system after we decided that cartilage and bone was brain tissue. Then again Natasha had all her makeup/ nail polish set up in front of her. She really can’t do any one task at a time. Then again Mrs. Blanchard really shouldn’t be wearing such stylish shoes in a science room where we might be working with chemicals at any given time.” “So, I take it you were trying to make a point and instead caused a ruckus.” Mi calmly states as he closes my book and shoves it away. “Your science book is toast; you should turn it…” Mi stops talking just as we he

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

She kept her head down, her hands twisting the hem of her clothes tightly. The man sitting across from her was potbellied, with a balding crown, a thick gold chain hanging around his neck. This was the man who had posted videos mocking Natasha in the matchmaking group chat, and his name was Shaun Buchanan. Next to Shaun sat a middle-aged woman dressed in flashy reds and greens. She was eyeing Natasha sideways with a condescending glare. "Natasha, I'm not trying to pick on you." The middle-aged woman spoke up, her tone dripping with condescension. "You're 30 this year, and you've still got your mother who needs constant medication.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

She had to tilt her head upward to meet my eyes, as she was shorter than me. "You have led our people brilliantly over the years, Alexander. You have been a good lord, using your logic and instincts wisely," Mum said. "But ?" She sighed. "Why is this girl being kept in our healing center instead of being locked up? Surely, you know that rogues are a danger to any kingdom." "Mum, she is not a threat," I defended Natasha. She crossed her arms. "How would you know?" "Because she's my mate," I wanted to say, but stopped myself.

“Let me try something. Um, Hayley, can you move to the seat beside Stetson, please?” Hayley didn’t hear. When a nearby student tapped her, she opened her eyes and grimaced. “Yuck!” she exclaimed. “How many times do I have to say I hate people touching me with filthy hands?” “Hayley?” the teacher called, making her remove her headphones. “Can you move beside Stetson, please?” “And why would I do that?” Hayley retorted. “Just for today.” “I’m not moving for a second, Miss Natasha. What happened to all the dummies in this class? Why must I be the one to move my things?”

She's one of the trio best friends. "Ms. White might not know me yet but I'm in one of your class with Austin. I ranked 10th spot. Spencer Smith. She's Natasha Mills. Tasha for short!" "Tutor?" Austin nodded on Spencer with a slightly raised brow. The guy grinned in turn. Tasha wasn't passive and even gave Austin an inviting look. Jana fought with her gag reflex. She hasn't eaten anything this afternoon. This girl can handle more than she could. That's a wow! 'Oh, woman! You're not outside the school! Please don't be this thirsty!'

“Rex and his new girlfriend came by the school today. They were just awful.” Keisha’s face darkened with anger. “What did they do? Tell me everything.” I recounted the events of the day as clearly as I could, my voice tinged with frustration and hurt. “Rex and Jenna showed up, and Rex mentioned that his girlfriend’s father bought the school. They were so smug, telling me that I’d be fired soon and that I was nothing. They just stood there, humiliating me in front of everyone.” Keisha’s eyes flashed with anger. “That’s despicable. I can’t believe they had the nerve to do that.”