Novel & Cerita Teacher X Student Reader

Athena was embarrassed at all the things he pointed out, she glanced at him and all his attention was on the slice he was buttering, “you know, it almost sounds like I am taking lectures.” “You are taking lectures,” he said, placing the slice on her plate, he looked at her and their eyes met, “and I am the tutor.”

He tried his best to hide behind some students. As the line got shorter, Cyril got a little more excited with his plan. Then his time came and Hera, who didn’t know what was happening, just explained the club and everything about it to Cyril. "Hey, welcome to Reader's Club. They designed this club for students who are adventurous, hopeless romantics, or even those who love to fathom," Hera said before handing the flyer to Cyril. Just then she looked at him. "Hi," Cyril smiled and waved at his best friend.

Teacher said, those kids looked around and walked towards the back seats. "Hey, don't sit with her. She's rude." A student whispered to them but I heard and didn't react. Because I also don't want them to sit anywhere near me. I looked down on my book, I felt those boys gaze but ignored it. They took seats two benches ahead of mine. It's not like I care. Teacher started her class, I again started reading my book, ignoring everyone. The classes are boring, my book is important because the spicy scenes just started. I can't stop reading in the middle.

Every student must have gone through their own classrooms for the day, and they were listening to their own teachers too. Justin finally did a whole page full of the letters while Marian clapped through the board. Justin smiled through her too as he listened once again through the fourth letter. Justin wanted to remember this day too, where they were once been a student and a teacher relationship while he battled out for his disorder once again. He glanced through the board while doing the thing once again through his notebook. Marian smiled also as she saw that Justin was doing all right with the one she lectured upon.

I once read quote from Sir George Martin which read "A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one." And from that day I tried reading as much as I could. Reading was my escape from Reality. My bed dipped breaking my chain of thoughts. I glanced at Alex, he was wearing sweatpants and a white teeshirt that gave a good view of his built. I could make out that basically Alex loves working out. Without wasting any other moment I began covering different topics. We solved multiple choice questions, studied medicine and discussed some psychological facts. Alex himself was a very bright student.

“Let me assure you that Emma is a bright child, and she’s at the level she should be in all subjects, although she seems to excel most at reading and the language arts. I will say, I’ve had to tell her to put a book away during class. I applaud her interest in reading, but she needs to understand there’s a time and a place for reading, as well.” He almost smiled at this. Emma reminded him of himself in that regard: always cracking open a book instead of listening to a teacher drone on and on. He’d gotten so many demerits and detentions when he’d been caught with a book during class hours; he’d always wanted to say that if teachers didn’t want students reading, they shouldn’t make class so pa

he replied while still focusing on what he's reading. I narrowed my eyes. “It's an excuse when you say it like that.” “It is for me.” That made me scoff quietly. But before I could tease him again, the teacher suddenly stopped mid-explanation. “Ms. Lourencia, can you please answer question number three?” the teacher called my name. I swallowed hard and stared at the board. What even was number three? Something about the lesson… energy… cells… or—Nothing. Behind me, I still heard the faint sound of a page turning. Of course he was still reading like this was a library.

"Your story already changes how we train. Let us hear from the students first." A bold young wolf named Riley stood up quick. "The battles show real struggle. You two turned rivalry into strength. That gives me hope for my own shifts." Another student, a girl called Tess, added fast. "The laughs in the pages feel honest. You messed up and kept going. Makes me less scared to fail." Dane smiled wide. "Talk more. We love hearing this." Ezra leaned forward. "Your views matter. Share freely." Lena called from the side. "The quiet nights part touched me again. Reading it as required brings it fresh."

1 hour of Teacher Lavin lecturing his History lesson, the desire ring of bell of many students finally rang inside. The whistles and whispers among the students echoed when the bell rang, not at all paying attention anymore to the Teacher that was still standing at the top of the podium holding his book and was still reading the contents that was paused after the bell rang. Teacher Lavin just shakes his head and shrugged his shoulders at the two-faced students in his front, he reach for his scattered books at the table and smiled.

Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover. I picked it up, and headed for class. Mr Richard’s class was one of my favorites. Aside from the fact that I loved his style of teaching, I loved staring at his amazing physique. I sometimes catch myself dreaming of my petite self wrapped up in his arms. Who wouldn’t? His broad shoulders,his rock hard chest I could tell even without touching,his chiseled beard and earth swirling scent I wish I had. Everything about him reminded me of my favorite male lead character from my all time Romance book “ Make Me Yours Tonight”