That Vegan Teacher Novels & Stories

She said in a glad tone. “Alright! That’s what we want!” a student responded. “So, let me introduce myself first. I am Ms. Renie Mendoza. Yes, I’m a newbie in this school. My first teaching career was in private. And I chose to transfer here seeking for other opportunities. I’m a Mathematics Major Teacher and I will be your Math Teacher in this whole school year.” She introduced. Woah, a Mathematics teacher. My weakness subject.

Seamus had no choice but to explain with a smile, "Because Uncle has been rather busy recently, so I'll try to get it sooner next time." Jayvon carried his schoolbag and let Seamus hold his hand as he walked out. At this time, a young female teacher almost bumped into Seamus, and she immediately blushed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Vice—President." "I'm fine." Seamus replied gently. And from his back, all the female teachers in the school were watching him closely. Being able to teach in this school was truly a type of thing! Because he could say a few words to this amiable Vice—President, or admire him.

“The pattern is the same. Funds were siphoned through fictitious activities.” Silence followed, then a burst of shocked voices. “You’ve saved us.” “There’s a pattern,” she added. “If you trace it back, the source is the same.” “Thank you,” the teacher said. “Here, take this.” “What is this?” Veya sounded genuinely bright. “One gold coin. Consider it a token of my gratitude. Use it to buy something you like,” the teacher said. “And when you graduate, I’ll recommend you for a position here. I’ll also speak to the council. Your intelligence shouldn’t be wasted, Veya.”

explains the teacher. "But some vendors also use chicken eggs," added Aleng Mayet. "Thank you, suki. We'll just wait for the orders," said Teacher Greg as Aleng Mayet carefully placed their orders on a platter. Teacher Greg led her to a small round table just several steps away from the stand. "I don't think my stomach will accept those foods, sir. They’re so disgusting." "Come on, Miss Rivera, you can do better than that," taunted the teacher, chuckling.

At this, Virgil realized he had said too much and changed the subject. “So, where are you going?” “Oh, I’m headed for work.” She responds softly, sipping her cup of coffee. “What do you do? Or what is your work about?” Virgil became inquisitive. “Uh well… I am a teacher at a college not too far from here; a senior lecturer of Business Administration.” Virgil was clueless about what she said. He did not understand as he never passed through the four walls of a school. “Can I come with you?”

"Is it because he’s not exactly someone you can show off, so you’re keeping him from me on purpose? We won't laugh at your fated mate, you know that right?” I knew she was only trying to rage bait me into answering, but I chose to stay quiet. I just gave a couple of awkward laughs and looked away. The teacher walked in — a woman in her thirties, brown hair pinned back, a wool cardigan over a button-down. “Good afternoon, everyone. I’m Ms. Evelyn.” She set her bag on the desk and smiled like she meant it. “I’m new here, so I’m looking forward to getting to know all of you. And yes, I’m a wolf shifter.” Her smile widened slightly. “Welcome to Vampire History. I know — exciting stuff.”

I whispered, almost to myself. “Who?” “Vera,” I replied, clutching the drive. “She’s an intelligence expert who is feared and respected across kingdoms. She was my teacher’s star pupil before I was even old enough to train. If she sent this… it’s a matter of life or death.” Ethan’s face turned serious. “Then open it.”

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

When was he giving me flesh on flesh contact? Déjà vu someone? Again, my conscience alerted me that this too was a part of my second book! The one where Ethan was also a teacher. The only difference was he was a chemistry teacher in real life and he was a biology teacher in my book, giving private lessons on male and female anatomy to the heroine—me. Oh, stop being judgmental! Everyone had secret fantasies about someone at least once in their damn life. Don’t get jealous because mine are coming true.

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."