Teacher Novels & Stories

I have my own personal class which I share with Monia because she is my best friend. ”Tell me who that guy is and why he came to drop you. He looks older with the tattoo, broad chest, sturdy back, and slender body. Damn it! He is every girl's dream!” She bit her lower lips like she was about to have rough sex. ”Hey... Hey... Bitch stop fantasizing, he isn't all that handsome.” I snapped and face the huge TV in front of us. From there we would be able to see the teacher that comes in and hear all that she teaches. Also, we could see all the students.

"Good morning, everyone. I am Rajiv Ahmad Suvillan and I will be your professor in English Literature. Please, be seated.” He motioned everyone to sit down. The students followed immediately... except for me. My feet were rooted on the floor. I couldn't move as I stared dumbfoundedly at Rajiv in front of me. My chest was pounding so hard and it felt like a cold water had been poured on me. It never failed to surprise me every damn time we meet each other. Is this a joke, dear God?

Except from the few ones who were glaring at me. After a few seconds, the teacher coughed loudly, clapping his hands for attention, “Alright, Emelia, my name is Mike Tan, and I am the homeroom teacher as well as the maths teacher for this class. Welcome to Class Eight.” “Emelia, you are not going to say anything further?” He asked, turning his head to smile at me. His eyes looked very soft and approachable. “I have something else to say.” “Go ahead. Any form of introductions or…”

It feels good to get this off my chest to someone who isn’t within my own hallucination. He looks sympathetic, which only encourages me to talk more. “And not to mention Revel, that immortal you brought to my attention. He’s now claiming he can get rid of this problem, but really hasn’t helped me at all. I just don’t know what I did to deserve this. Mr. Fisher walks around the desk, not sitting down at his seat. He’s seems to be pacing back and forth, thinking. I doubt this makes much sense to him, but at least he’s trying.

Thanks, Cora I hit send. It might be a good test. Maybe he's cool enough to text students back. My phone dings. Hello Cora, Yes. I can explain it. Can you meet me an hour before class in my office? We can go over the assignment. Thanks, Blake He's gone from Professor Oakley to Blake in a mere thirty seconds. My heart is on fire and I agree to meet him in his office. "Wow, Cora look at you. And don't worry I won't tell anyone. You'll have to tell me how it goes. You might want to practice what sounding confused about the assignment looks like."

Wolf yelled as he stepped towards Clive and tore his arm off me. "You heard Ruby. She doesn't want you." Clive argued shocking both of us even more. I quickly stepped between the two boys so Wolf couldn't hurt him. "Baby, move." Wolf growled at me. "Stop, Wolf! You have no right to do this!" I yelled. Just then a teacher walked down the hallway. "What's going on here?" She asked. "Nothing..." I replied with a smile as everyone eased away from each other. "You shouldn't be in the halls. Get to lunch." she ordered. We nodded and turned toward the lunchroom.

"Alrighty everyone settle down! This will just be a quick review. As you know I won't tolerate latecomers and slackers. Now, if you'd kindly follow me to your seats." i stood up, following Mr. Smith to our seat number. "I assume everyone already knows me." he started saying. "Well I am the teacher here at this school and, unlike my predecessor, I'm not just the president, I am also the director of education and the school counselor... So if you need anything please direct your complaints and questions to me!" i looked towards the two guys who seemed to be having a conversation. the boy who had been sitting next to the boy with blond hair spoke first "Mr.Smith,

Pia slightly raised her voice that made some students look at her “Sorry hehe” The appealing teacher suddenly came, Mrs. Santos, Aminah’s favorite teacher. She greets the student, they play a short game, and then she discusses and talks about their current lesson. Aside from its kindness Aminah like how the teacher blends with the student and her way of teaching.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”

Getting out of the box not even realize someone was in the room with me when I look up to see fucking Tyler, just staring at me like he saw a ghost, which is somewhat true at this point. " Well are you going to say something ... " I said standing in a large box with vemon lace in my voice When he didn't say anything Shiva didn't appreciate it either let out a low growl to get his attention. He jumps a little and reacted and finally turned and left the room without saying anything and thank goodness he did because we didn't like the vibes he gave us. Going back to the kitchen looking at the time it was five o'clock afternoon deciding to stay late just to make sure any more help is needed. Bac