Teacher Student Novels & Stories

“Oh? Let me have a look… Oh my, I… Well, his response is certainly as perfect as always.” “Agreed. That aside, I wasn’t aware that Teacher hadn’t-” “Hey, that just shows how much he respects her. At the end of the day, isn’t that what makes and breaks relationships?” “I can now safely say that you’re just as exceptional as Teacher is, Mrs. Burton!” Confused by their comments, she was prompted to ask, “…Um… What are you talking about?” “Here, have a look,” replied one of the scientists as she handed her phone to Xavia…

I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “You're really good, bravo,” he said, clapping his hands. I let out a sigh of relief. Why are teachers always like this? It’s like they struggle to admit when their student actually did something right. Who knows… maybe Mr. Lee is just a little jealous. Come on, Raina. Stop being stupid, I scolded myself inwardly. “Thanks,” I said calmly, trying not to sound too proud. “So tell me, what’s your plan after training?” he asked.

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.

She clicked her tongue reprovingly. "First off, they're not children. You're all adults in the eyes of the law. If you weren't their teacher, you could fuck them all day every day and nobody could say boo. Second, that's not what you're accused of. The charge is a teacher engaging in sexual conduct with students. What they've seen doesn't look good, but they didn't walk in on... well, any of the hundred-odd incidents that would be damning."

Sarina Hazel Moon “I hope everything will be fine. I’m sure you both did great, we can also tell this to the principal if you’d like.” I disappointedly sighed. I know that Stephenson’s doesn’t hire anyone who does things like this. She might’ve faked her behavior when she came here. Seriously, teachers should not be humiliating students for doing everything they could. They should even offer them help. They might not know, that it’s sometimes the teacher’s problem that some students couldn’t understand one lesson even though they study themselves.

With graduation three months away, the seniors in my advising cohort still hadn't finished the internship credits they needed. I talked my father into taking all of them at Morgan Components: three thousand a month after tax, free room and board, weekends off. Brooke Hayes, our senior class president, was the first to object. "Three thousand? That's what you throw at a panhandler. Everyone, I've already found us placements. Eighteen thousand a month. They sign off on the paperwork after thirty days, and the company's flying us overseas on top of it." I told them it had every mark of a recruitment trap, and I called their parents. Brooke turned the whole cohort against me. They said I'd us

“Is he really that strict when teaching someone?” “Girl, if you are able to make Sean smile for one second when he is teaching you, then you must be special because he never smiles, and once after the lesson for the day, he would be laughing and telling jokes and you would be wondering, is he still the same Sean or does he have a twin that comes out only during lesson periods?” “I believe I told you to watch her not chat with her,” Sean said behind him and they both shrieked. “Would you stop creeping out on someone,” TB complained and with a huff, left the room.

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.

"Nothing major, thank goodness.” A wave of relief washed over the staff room as we all let out a collective exhale, the tension visibly draining from our shoulders. "That's good to hear, Mrs. Mary," Sophie said with a smile. "We were just hatching some ideas for Teacher's Day," she continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Looks like the students might be one step ahead of us though. I hear whispers of a surprise in the works!” "That's fantastic news!" Mrs. Mary declared, a touch of pride tingling her voice. "It shows just how much these students value their teachers. It makes all the hard work feel worthwhile, doesn't it?"

The student who surpassed the teacher, the spell that turns against the sorcerer. With his forehead pressed against the cold tile of the shower stall, Simon laughed, mocking his own luck. His semi-erect member still clamored for attention, missing the delicate touches and velvety mouth of the brunette. With his eyes closed, he pulled the sensual flashes of Paulina on him in his memory, kissing him, touching him, and driving him crazy. He had been so close to having her...