Teacher Student Wattpad Novels & Stories

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'.

Upon taking the notepad from Weston, he walked to the front of the class and turned the next page of the notepad. What he saw made his expression change. It took much effort for him to remain calm. He started reading. "Dear, Maths teacher, how are you doing? I had a bad dream that you were still teaching Maths even though your period was over. I also had another dream where you turned into a donkey and a tag was placed around your neck that read 'Piss on me and your rotten luck in life will change for the better. Only need half a dollar from you'. I wanted to skip over but you insisted that I should pee on your donkey self. I saw how disgustingly pitiful you looked, so I turned around and fa

Backing out never crossed her mind. Same way, it was a wonderful distraction from Will Thompson. Even though the awkward short run-ins with him meant nothing, she yearned to talk to him. The second of attention he spared for her. She was embarrassed to admit it. But she rarely ever saw Zaire Langston Hughes after that night. But he made it clear what his real torment felt like. And he made his presence felt. He made her skip all her lunches by assigning her more and more work just a few minutes before break so that she had to sit through the break working every single day. She didn't know why only around lunchtime.

Only, it wasn't a wall that I had walked into, since walls never have hands to grab around your waist and neither do they have delicious manly cologne to blow your senses off proportion. I peaked open an eye and gasped again. Oh no! Oh God NO! Not Ethan Fucking Whitmore! It was an extremely rare occasion that a teacher was awfully famous with his students, or should I say, for sleeping with his students. But Ethan Whitmore was that rarity. He was a fresh out of college, trainee teacher who was as good at teaching as he was in bed and...most of the queen bees have slept with him and not to forget that I might have used him as my ideal male lead in some of my stories....scratch that, most of m

Documents. Everywhere I look, only documents. A papery grave as sharp as any blade or sword. I had always had a problem being organized, even when I was a teacher at the Chadel Royal Academy. It had almost cost me my job a couple of times. Lucky for me, I had an eager little student. She wasn't really little, but she worked hard to make a name for herself. It was a... peaceful time at the academy—past tense. Everything went to shit when Julius Darcey showed up.

I cut her off coldly, my irritation rising. Her eyes widened. “You don't like me?” a small gasp left her lips as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Are you married? Or do you have a woman in your life? Your profile says “single.” "I don’t have anyone, but I’d rather stay that way than have that person be you," I snapped, standing up. "I don’t believe you," she said, shaking her head.. “I don't believe you. Listen, I know you may be scared of us being caught, but I want you to know we can do whatever we want because it is allowed between teachers outside school. But we can secretly meet anytime in your office or mine and…”

Benjeming Waltson shook his head: "Third brother, you better not be like my Third Sister-in-Law, she is too petty, which is scary." Wills Watson smirked: "No, I should learn. She is my wife." Benjeming Waltson was speechless as he said to the teachers: "Teachers, tell me, why aren't you guys looking at the calendar today? Are you willing to eat this dog food?" With Wills Watson around, the few teachers were no longer as casual as they were before. Especially for Teacher Sabranda, she was afraid of stuttering and didn't even dare to speak.

the teacher said and nodded her head. "Bella dear, you've been so quiet." The teacher asked softly "I would have said my adventure was like that of my name sake twilight, but I was here in my pack doing my mate" she shrugged, nothing interesting at all. "Maybe you should leave max and mate a vampire then, If you want an adventure like bella in twilight" the teacher chuckled "let's hear your summary" she said

the teacher drawled. Before I could even form a sarcastic reply, Gavin held up a perfectly completed worksheet—one I hadn’t seen him write. The teacher backed down instantly. I gave him a grateful nod and dived back into the book, my mind devouring the tragic tale of the human who rejected her werewolf mate and the lethal consequences. I was just finishing the story, my heart aching for the prince who gave up his world for a human, when I felt it. During Financial Literacy, Gavin’s hand settled on my thigh, high enough to be unmistakable.

Suddenly, I remembered something and dialed up the phone number of someone who could help me. “ Hello, dad. I need a favor. Remember when I took those courses for college…yeah those. I need you to send over my credentials to the dean of admissions. I’ve decided to become a student teacher.” As I hung up the phone a smile played on my face. I would be in all her classes and then since I also live with her I would see her every day and I could have Natalia Saint all to myself. Once I arrived at the school I was approached by Jax Masterson and his friend Ryan Andrews. I ignored them and opened up my locker and took my books out of my bag then closed my locker and leaned against it.