Teacher X Novels & Stories

the principal said, his voice so stern that I couldn't bring myself to go on talking. "I have seen enough evidence and the meeting with you seems to be spiralling into a yelling match. I acknowledge your soundness of character so far. And that is why I have come to a decision. I understand you are flustered and emotional, and we as the council will take a step back too. Two weeks. I will give you three options. Two weeks to stand here and give me concrete evidence that these texts were not from a teacher, or for you to compile a list of those teachers, and the particular grades that had been influenced, or we will pass our own judgement, and you should prepare yourself for that."

Rolling my eyes, I ignored her as the teacher walked into the room. "Good morning, everyone!" Walking to the front of the desks, Mr. Stevenson smiled at everyone. Mr Stevenson was a man in his late forties, with slightly greying hair. He was kind, I'll give him that, but mess with his classes, and he became the worst teacher in the history of teachers. I had seen him pick up a student's phone and throw it out the window, and all because it started to ring.

the teacher said with a sad frown. “Yes, my father told me,” I lied. “But don’t worry, we found an incredible teacher to replace him so you girls will still get a good education out of this semester,” she said fondly, glancing up at the strange man that I saw earlier with the body of armor. My heart fell into my stomach as he poured his dark eyes into me, and I felt the need to step away. “This is Professor Xander. Enzo’s replacement.”

He paused and raised his brows at me, there's a weird smirk playing at the corner of his lips and I know he knows what's running through my mind right now -I can't afford to stay three whole days away from his huge d**k, I MIGHT DIE! “But I'm not a school teacher, baby” a sly smirk appeared on his face. “I'm just a sèx teacher, and you're the only student I've taught for three days” “I'm the only student you've taught for three days?” he nodded. “How many days do you normally teach your previous students?” He threw the used tissues in a wastebasket in a corner, then sat down and showed me his index finger. “Only one day” he said.

Then the teacher paid respect to me Teacher: how are you doing today Unugwa? I hope you're enjoying the school Me: yes I am ma'am. Thank you It was then that guy looked back at me, his eyes met mine and I could see that he was surprised. I looked at my fingers then raised my head when I was sure that he wasn't looking The teacher began to teach Mathematics and I listened attentively because I wanted to know if she could teach it well. I love maths though it's not my favorite subject. Biology is

Samael walks over to the middle of the classroom. He is speaking animatedly, introducing himself as the new math teacher and blabbering about today's schedule. I'm flabbergasted. All I can do is stare at him. I knew he was older than me, but a teacher? What the actual fork—the guy was flirting with me!

I know, everyone at school has a crush on him"says Brit as they continue the chat about Jamie "Oh he goes to your school?" Beth asks and I listen attentively because that's a question I would have asked myself. "Nope, he teaches at my school" she says wryly "Training?" Asks Beth "Oh no" Brit shakes her head "he's an actual lecturer at my school" "You said he was 17" Beth's brows creased in confusion, mirroring my own look.

The female teacher who was giving a lecture looked over in surprise. “How may I help you, student?” This was Teacher Li, the teacher in charge of A Class. She was also known as the Old Witch. After Gu Xi began her studies at this university, she rarely showed up in class. Later, she decided not to attend classes at all. As a result, after such a long time, Teacher Li had already forgotten about Gu Xi. “I’m here to attend class, Teacher,” Gu Xi replied meekly while blushing with embarrassment. “Hm?” Teacher Li was dumbfounded. “Attend class? Are you in the wrong classroom? This is A Class. What’s your name?”

I know I have to stop myself from talking too much with her, and the teacher help me with that as she steps into the class. “ Good morning class, I’m Miss Smith and I’m your new psychology teacher. I hope you are ready for our psychology class?” She smiles with her thin lips. She looks more simple than that dick head, and I think I will enjoy her class with the kind of vibes she is giving. “ Good morning ma’am. We don’t have a choice but to be ready.” The class respond, causing her to giggles. The reply cracks me up too. “ Well, good to know. Let’s get started already.” She says as she brings out a text book from her hand bag.

It was James' text. Me: I'm in class. The moment I replied to him I shoved my phone back into my pocket and raised my head. I turned to the corner to catch a glimpse of Xavier but he was on his phone. The fourth period started with the teacher, Mr. Matthew asking way too many questions. I had no idea what I was being taught. He kept doing his calculations on the board and I just wondered when I'd get the hell out.