Teacher X Novels & Stories

"I'm talking to you, Xavier! You answer me when I'm speaking to you. I am your teacher, and you have to answer that question I asked you, else you'll be sent out of my class." Xavier just stood up out of the blue and looked directly into the teacher's face. "Do I look as if I care? Do I care even if you send me out of your class? I am not even interested in being in this class. I only registered in school because of Oki, and now I am going to quit that same Oki. The same Oki which had brought me to school and made me listen to all these boring lectures. You made me sit down in class for more than an hour listening to your boring lecture, and I'm going to quit that same Oki! And nobody is goi

Xiao Chen teased, looking at Ming Yue, who was suddenly annoyed by Xiao Chen's chatter. "Bastard! How dare you say that your teacher is old? Come on! Fight your teacher, I'll make you realize that no student is stronger than their teacher!" Ming Yue replied angrily, but his expression showed how proud he was of Xiao Chen. A student who had surpassed his teacher, how could a teacher not be proud of such a student? The goal of a teacher is to make their students better than themselves. "Well, teachers are indeed the best!" Even though his teacher sounded angry, Xiao Chen was happy to hear his teacher speak as usual.

Archer cursed himself unconsciously didn't realize he did it loudly until Thomas's voice interrupted his strings of thought. "Is there something troubling you Mr. Mendez?" Thomas asked from the driver's seat. "Call the principal of Catherine's school and inform him to change the school uniform. They are too short," Archer said scrolling through his mobile. Thomas was dumbstruck, how could he ask the principal to change his school uniform? Wouldn't it affect all the students? He wanted to express his thoughts to his boss but after seeing the grim expression on Archer's face he let it go. "Okay, Mr. Mendez," Thomas said.

the Teacher babbles on and so on, i did not listen any further as I was thinking of something else. Finally, the teacher finishes his blabbering as he introduces himself. "I am Jace Ray, your adviser. I will not be checking on you today as Teachers have meetings today's morning. You may do as you like, I'm off now. Goodbye class" after Teacher Jace said those words, the students did not stand up to greet him goodbye, I looked at Teacher Jace and saw him, shaking his head at me with a smile and gone outside. It seemed that he was used to it.

"Excuse me?" "You hit me with a…" I trailed off, looking around for what he hit me with. I found the culprit lying on the floor, a red chalk. Give a round of applause to the only teacher who would use chalk to write on a marker board. The only teacher who would wear pants big enough to fit an extra human his size and an old shirt I'm sure was passed on to him from his father's father. The teacher was old-fashioned, odd, and ugly. Yet he loved staring at boobs. "Can you tell me why you are sleeping when I'm teaching?"

"Chill bro, if I do it I can find it" "Thank you because I was busy here with work when it happened that I didn't have work here. You were beaten a while ago JV" JV just laughed on the other line "Oh, you know Xiana is a top notcher, Top 1 mate in the Board Exam with 99.99% of Grades, shit right? You're only top 2 and I'm top 6 and wander top 5 haha ​​see mate your bedwarmer doesn't taste good to you He also has a brain, besides, he is the smartest biology teacher this year and he is a public school secondary teacher, so I'm sure even students will fall for him" Kino shook his head at what he heard from his friend, but he also smiled because he didn't disappoint him. of Xiana and really fulf

But of course, why would God ever listen to a white seventeen-year-old who had sex dreams about her dad’s best friend? “Good morning,” James said, prowling into my third class as if he owned the entire building. “I am James Fox and your teacher for Design and Colors.” Oh goodie, this was not good for me or my underwear.

The coordinator then cleared his throat and looked to the rest of the class. “Hello guys, my name is Damon Hayes, you can call me Mr. Hayes. I'm the new school coordinator and I don't take any shit. If you are trouble, you can say goodbye to this school. If you have any personal problems, talk to your mentor. For class 2c, this will be Ms Melissa here and for class 2d, it will be Mr. Jackson. If you have any problems with the lessons, teachers or the school, you can talk to me. My office is on the top floor, room 1260.” Mr Hayes finished his little speech and I heard an almost old accent in his deep voice. He looked at all the students and when his gaze lingered on me, I felt a buzz of elect

"The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires."― William Arthur Ward. I, like most of the student population, hate math. I just don't get it. I don't see why we need to learn it and since I usually don't see it as a necessary subject to be a doctor; I don't focus on the class. It's the last period, and I'm tired, it's math, and most importantly I can't get what Isa said earlier out of my head.

9 years ago… “Good morning class” our teacher Ms. Maxwell greets us as she came into the classroom. We all stood up to greet her. “Good morning Ms. Maxwell” we all chorused and she smiled then told us we could sit down to which we complied. Ms. Maxwell is our English and Literature teacher. She is really nice and a kind-hearted person and also friendly… we all love her and her carry-along charisma. She is very pretty too and we all love how gentle she is with us.