Novel & Cerita Teacher

My mate is also the Alpha of my pack and it's annoying because he has so much work, it means that we can't get any sweet moment to ourselves. Finally, the bell rings, I waved my students and sighed after they left the room. I pulled out my phone and looked at it for a while. I became a high school teacher once I graduated, a math teacher to be precise. "Jayla!" A teacher comes in, it's the Italian teacher Enzo. "Hey, Enzo. What's up?" I said putting away the phone.

that I have avsolutely no clue as to what it means and believe me, it's fucking frustrating. Thankfully, the teacher chooses that time to come in. She is new, or maybe I just haven't seen her before. She looks young, but through the depts of her golden lined eyeballs, somehow I see that she is not that young. The air surrounding her exudes wisdom and don't ask me how u can tell. "Good day class. I am Doctor Carla Manderly, A Lykae Therapist, but unfortunately I will be your new Lykae history teacher from now on."

I had a worst hangover ever. "Jess, wake up, look, the new professor is here!" Hannah woke me up from my day-dream again. Seriously, I need to stop doing that! Oh God, no. Please no! No. It can't be! No! "Hello everyone, I am Mike Dupont, your new Latin teacher. I hope we will understand perfectly." He smiled like he smiled to me the other day and you could hear quiet moaning sounds coming from every girl in this class. What is he doing here? Who is this guy?

I paused, then added carefully, "Though I suppose people would be careful not to get caught if they were doing something wrong." Mrs. Chen's eyes sharpened. "That's true. Have you noticed any teachers and students spending unusual amounts of time together? Meeting after hours, perhaps?" "Lots of teachers stay late to help students. Mr. Peterson does math tutoring, Coach Williams has practice, Ms. Rodriguez runs the debate club." "What about the English department? My heartbeat quickened, but I kept my face impassive. "Mr. Hales is new this year. He seems nice. Good teacher." "Have you noticed him

She didn't look very old, and she should be younger than Chihiro, and her make-up was very delicate. "Hello, my name is Monica Oga. I came to take the entrance exam today. Please take care of me." "Yeah.. let me see..." The female teacher looked at the attendant list and nodded. "Yes, Monica Oga, I found it." She then looked at Monica and said, "Please come in, my name is Koharu Shirayama. I am a mathematics teacher and the exam supervisor, please take care of me."

Sandali silang ganon hanggang sa nilingon kami ng adviser naming. "Okay class, this is kuya Wade Miller. He will be your dviser for this whole student-teacher month,” anunsyo ni mam, “kilala niyo naman siya, diba?" Literal na natigilan at nanigas ako sa kinauupuan ko. Parang hindi ko nga kayang iangat ang mukha ko at salubungin ang tingin niya. Kumuyom ang kamao ko“Bakit siya pa?” Mahinang bulong ko sa sarili.

If he only doesn't recognize that I even exist then my game plan is perfect until I finish here. The teacher walks inside and my eyes just widened out from my sockets. I literally was shocked to see him. He stands before the entire class and he has gotten even manlier and really handsome. He was wearing a white polo that was tucked inside his black skinny jeans paired with his shiny black leather shoes. He looks at us and I'm sure he spotted me cos his eyebrows shoot up. "Good morning everyone." He says. He moved his eyes to me. "I'm Prof. Kingsgrove and I'm your subject teacher for this semester and it's a pleasure to see new f

His curly hair sits in a small Afro on his head and his face does look newly shaved. He drops his bag on the desk and starts with the introduction. "Hello. My name is Steve Harper and I'm your Social studies, Economics, teacher. I'm new here and I guess most of you aren't . But in time, I might get to know all of you if you let me." he says, pacing back and forth in front of the desk,his hands crossed behind him.

He mumbled, placing a folded sheet of paper in my palms. "What am I to do with it sir?" "It's to tell you which teacher has been assigned to you during the course of this programme." "Can I open it?" I enquired impatiently. "Of course, you can." There was only one name on my lips, as I unfolded the paper. Miss Ellen. I badly wanted it to be her, but life had to disappoint again. My fingers trembled as I opened the paper, and stared confusedly at it. This wasn't Ellen, instead it read 'Principal Walter'.

On New Year’s Eve, the girlfriend who had promised to go home with me was nowhere to be found. Instead, my close friend, Logan, sent two voice notes. “Bro, your girl is mine now! “You have no idea. Ever since we were kids, my dad only ever listens to her. One word from her is worth more than a hundred from me! It works great, I love it, and I’ll definitely use it again!” At exactly midnight, as fireworks exploded outside the window, Chloe called me, laughing. “You have no idea. Thank God I came over! Mr. Creston looked like he was ready to beat Logan up–” “Chloe,” I interrupted her. “Do you remember that my parents have been waiting to have dinner with you?” Silence fell on the other