Teacher Student Relationship Books Novels & Stories

"It doesn't matter. It still counts. Let's go have breakfast sir" "Sure. Get in" "Okay ". "Teacher -parent what! Nah! I can't be placed in such disgusting awkward zone. Never. Monalisa and I had breakfast and I dropped her off at her house and drove back home. Sophie was awake already, having her breakfast. "Finally, you're back. Come join me uncle" "I already had breakfast".. "Really? Where? "Somewhere. Quick question. What the fuck is teacher -parent relationship? "Oh, that's the relationship that exists between a teacher and the parent or guardian of the student she's taking care of and she's not allowed to be in any romantic or sexual relationship with him. Why are you asking?

I blurt out, quickly turning and walking away before he can say anything. It takes a few deep breaths for me to calm down. Only when I get into my car and start the engine do I finally relax. What a prick. He's my teacher, for crying out loud. He shouldn't be using that dangerous tone. He should just teach the class—preferably without being such an ass about it. I glance at the book lying on the passenger seat, trying to smooth out the crease on the cover. It’s permanent, of course. Great start to tutoring.

“Or with anyone?” Quelling my wolf’s incessant voice, I shrugged my jacket on and grabbed my briefcase. “Well, either way… I hope you learned your lesson. Next time, be sure to date someone who isn’t one of the students in this class.” I paused, turning toward the door, and cast her one last glance over my shoulder. “Student-teacher relationships can end with a loss of one’s job if you’re not careful.” With that, I began heading toward the door. Audrey followed me, her high heels clicking on the tiles as we stepped into the hallway. I didn’t make it far before she was stepping in front of me and blocking my way.

" Hello pretty one, how may I help you?" The librarian turned to Lexa with a gentle smile and connected her fingers together while gazing at Lexa tenderly. " Please, I need to get a book on how to hide a scent," Lexa beamed at the librarian and grinned innocently. Though, she was anxious on how the librarian will react to her words but maintained a calm face. The librarian looked taken aback and adjusted her eyeglass, her gaze changed into a weird one. It seems she wasn't expecting that and arched her thin brows, " Excuse me?"

"And I think you know that too, on some deep level, which is why you are fighting so hard to deny it. I think you felt what happened in the park and it scared you. Because something impossible, something that shouldn't be real, feels more real than anything else you have ever felt in your entire life." We stand there in silence, just looking into each other's eyes, our hands touching. I try to pull away, but our contact is electric. It's more than just flesh, it's something deeper, as if our souls are also connected. "You need someone to train you. If not me, someone, and soon." Our hands are still connected as he continues. "I know you and I got off to a bad start, so I understand if you do

"Wow. Relationship. That's a heavy word." "Is it?" Liam asked mildly. "Yes," I said firmly. "Because there's nothing between us except a professor-student relationship. That's all. He's my teacher, and I'm his student. Nothing more." Liam studied my face for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Okay. I believe you." I wasn't sure if he actually did, but I appreciated that he wasn't pushing the issue. Liam rose to his feet, brushing off his pants. "I should get going. Duty calls and all that."

he turned away. Turning back to face him, I questioned, "Why are you treating me like this?" Tears began to well up in my eyes. "I am not doing anything to you, Ms. Murphy. As your teacher, it is my responsibility to guide you or help you whenever you need it, and you are my student. It is important for you to learn to respect your teacher. Maybe you may have a different perspective on our relationship. But you must understand that it is purely professional and nothing more. Now, please stop bothering me." He raised his voice and walked away angrily toward the camp.

Jerry Crowe also grumbled and murmured, "You farsighted parents, who knows what makes you praise the loyal like that!" Nicko no longer ignored him; he already had one plan on Jerry Crowe. Soon the young man's life will end. At the same time, the teacher's arrival was welcomed with a welcome that was so lively from the classroom. Everyone did not stop to greet the old grandfather. The relationship between teacher and student at that time was so harmonious. All students do not dare to disobey. Everything is so respectful to a teacher, even like parents and children. The grandfather looked at all his students, who were now aged and began to gray, and he nodded with emotion.

with that, she stood up with her empty plate and walked away. Everything is just so confusing... he was unusually nice today... I mean it's not everyday an overly egotistical professor gives up his lunch for a student. Of course, he sent me on a painful errand and made me scavenge shelves on an empty stomach and all that, but that only gave me more time with him. I don't want to like his company, but subconcsiously, I do. And I guess Madelyn was right. You can't choose who you... but no. I'm not falling for him. It's nothing like that. It's just all about developing a healthy student-teacher relationship. I can't take the risk of falling-

" I pleaded, but he was insistent on getting to the very bottom of the whole story. "You did love Devan, didn't you?" I was forced to exhale, as I heard him spit out that question. "Do you know what this is, at all?" I fired, slamming my palms against the glove compartment. "What are you talking about?" "We are not just two ordinary people, Tommy. This is a student-teacher relationship. I wouldn't be let off so easily. I would be sent to jail." "Luckily, Devan isn't a minor. I did some research on him. He lost a year, due to an accident that cost him his brother, and had to resit the whole year."