Teacher Student Wattpad Novels & Stories

My coffee is hot as I study the world history syllabus for a fifth time. Professor Oakley's cell phone number is toward the top of the page and so is his email. The temptation to text him by accident has crossed my mind, but I would be no different than the other girls considering flunking to get a tutoring session.

After logging in, I notice that I have a message from the teacher. “I got a perfect score on my paper!” I squeal. I can’t wait to tell Parker. I put a lot of thought into my writing. They loved everything that I came up with about the struggles of our young wolves in today’s society. I felt like the research really opened my eyes and I plan on applying what I’ve learned in the classroom. Now, if I can pass my exams, I will officially be a teacher! I look down at my round belly, rubbing gently while I speak, “Today’s going to be a good day, little peanut. I just know it,” I feel her flutter around in my stomach, surely doing little somersaults.

It was a break period and the young teacher was determined to end the cold treatment between his best colleagues and reunite them. Finding Anya in her empty class, she was bent over a notebook, pen in her right hand, scribbling away. "Hello Ms. Watson," Caleb mimicked her students trying to lighten her mood. "Hey Caleb. How are you today?" asked Anya, her eyes still on her book, pen still scribbling. I am here to ask you that exact question, Caleb responded in his normal voice, his gaze fixed on Anya.

She smiled. She looked young for the position of a high school teacher. “Does anyone have questions?” She asked, and no one talked. “Great, now please open your books on page 30 and start reading silently.” She said as she gave us her back and started to write a few things on the whiteboard. After a few minutes in the class, whispers filled the room. I turned my head and saw a paper flying across the room, landing on Ms. Watson’s desk. She opened the white paper and turned it to the class. “Someone here thinks I have a great ass,”

In which Anna passed, and then she hired a teacher to prepare her to become a pilot. Swati was interested in computers since childhood and she used to pay attention to even the smallest details related to it. So Pratima decided to send her forward in the same. The path to enter the world of computers was not easy, but Swati did not give up and she proved that she was really serious about her dream. So Pratima thought of making her a hacker and for that she hired a teacher for Swati. Suhana wanted to do something at a very young age. Actually she was a shy girl, but when her parents left her and her sister, she decided to protect her sister and herself.

Professor, however, looks up at the asshole. "What did you say, young man?" he asks. "I said," he begins again,"that there's no fucking way that I'll sit, much less work with miss Watson, because she is a fucking bitch." he repeats, saying miss Watson mockingly, but with his entire body giving off a bored vibe. The teacher looks slightly mad, but I'm not, not really. I must admit that I am slightly hurt, though. "What do you have to say to that, miss?" the teacher asks me.

our teacher said so I nodded. I was about to walk away when the senator spoke again. "Does anyone know Patry Bautista?" I looked at them and saw a teacher with a raised hand. "He's my student, sir, is there a problem?" "Ah, nothing. I wish I could talk to him after their class. We have a lot to talk about."

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X Sierra felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She was now sitting on the floor, on the carpet, with all of Colton’s textbooks and notes scattered on the coffee table. Colton sat next to her and helped go over the notes. On top of being the world’s best tutor, he even got snacks prepared for her. There were all kinds of tea, coffee, sodas and her favorite pizza. “...So for your lit class, I’d recommend you to memorize some of Whitman’s poems. The professor loves Whitman. Anytime you put down a Whitman quote, extra points for sure,” he taught her.

Their heads had come up when John opened the door, and they tracked our progress through the room. "Guys, this is Renee'," John said as we came to a stop at their table. He sounded like he was proud to be introducing me to them, which warmed me from within, and I had to hold back a snort at the way they kept lookig between us, silent, their eyes wide. "Renee', these mutes are my buddies. Tyson teaches Algebra 1 and Wyatt teaches PE and Health." "It's nice to meet you both," I said, thinking Tyson looked exactly like the algebra teacher I'd had in high school, and Wyatt probably had his hands full with hormonal teeaged girls who thought their gym teacher was hot.

E Teacher always quit their job because of our grumpy principal. "You only said that because you haven't seen the face of our new teacher. You will surely have a crush on him just like the other female students in our school. And even the other teachers at our school already have a crush on him because he is hot and cool," Chel doesn't want to stop gossiping about our new subject teacher whom I haven't seen even once. I still haven't seen him even though he's been the coach of our school's basketball team for over a month. I stop going to the court and watching basketball anymore because I have been busy with my studies.