Novel & Cerita The Teachers Girl Novel Read Online

It tempted her to get someone to open it and check. “Hi,” said the girl next to her. “Hey,” Ankita smiled. “Vaani,” she introduced herself. “Ankita,” she replied. “I know,” she responded. “The girls have been talking about you.” “Um... really?” Ankita worked up a smile. Wonder what they were talking about? Just then, the teacher walked in, a woman in her thirties, and the entire class rose to their feet. “Good morning, ma’am,” they drawled.

One of them snatched her exam slip and started entering the number, trying to reassure her at the same time. "Holly, you're brilliant. If Dakota could pass, then you definitely did too!" "Exactly! If Dakota got lucky and passed, there's no way you wouldn't!" "Holly, we'll check it for you!" A flicker of hope instantly returned to her, and she muttered under her breath, "That's right… Dakota just got lucky." Alas, both Holly and her followers froze when the page loaded. How could they not when her results showed a big fat F for Fail? Oh, there was even a zero to really round it all up. Hah!

“Well, you dumb thief, I do know that a student has every fucking right to demand clarification from a teacher. I’m a student, you’re the teacher. I’m confused, and I demand clarification. Do your fucking job.” “Ouuuu!!!!!” the class chorused. She’s got an attitude, damn! I like her already! Girl’s got drama! You sure today is her first day? Damn! Julian has met his match! Oh! How I’m loving this. What did Julian steal though? I heard murmurs all around me, but I couldn’t care less. Julian was not going to steal from me and still try to humiliate me. “That’s my girl!!!” Now that was Belle, and I couldn’t help the pride that swelled inside me. She's rubbing off on me.

The key difference between me and them is that their trouble has always been much more life ruining than funny. "Did you hear about the new teacher?" The girl on my opposite side asked piquing my interest I looked over at her, and she blushed a slight shade of pink "I haven't, do tell." "Well her name is Ms. Winters, apparently she's young, like super young." The girl said nervously smiling at me "She's also extremely sexy." The boy in front of us chimed in with a smirk

Stephanie’s POV I stood quietly in front of my locker trying to recall where I had kept my English language textbook when suddenly I heard a loud thud on my locker door. I was frightened but yes, I was also used to it. “Nerdy bitch” Stacy said to me rolling her eyes and walking away like she didn’t just almost give me a heart attack. I simply ignored and picked out the textbook that was hiding behind my Romance novel. Oh how I loved the sweet impossible imagination of having a lover.

Gina turned to look at the girl then at Miss Lydia who was engrossed with her work, a pile of exercise books awaiting marking "Nothing. Its nothing thanks for waking me up." she said to the girl who smiled then got back to her books. She also wondered why the girl had been detained. She looked innocent and seemed to love school from the way she was studying. Or maybe she was just another descent crook like herself "Are you studying Miss Connor?" the teacher asked after catching Gina's wondering eye

Teacher Rissiya greeted as they passed the table. Teacher Enji turned and was visibly overjoyed. "Sia! Look who I got here!" the man hoisted the little girl in his arms. "Oh you are so adorable~" Teacher Rissiya cooed, while the little girl's attention was immediately on Jai when they turned. "Brother Jai!" The little girl reached out to him. The teachers were surprised that the little girl called on Jai. Teacher Enji lowered his head and asked the little girl. "Do you know Jai?"

For those of us who had not been present when the joke about the person who wrote that confession note to Yrene was played, got the news from friends and the school social website. Finally it was seven, and the teachers were nowhere to be found. Everyone was grumbling, and stomping their foots on the floor. "Where the heck are the teachers?" Reece bellowed impatiently as he got off the pavement which he had been sitting on. "I heard a huge fight occured between two of the female teachers, and they're having a hard time settling it." A girl replied, turning to face Reece, and when she met his eyes, she blushed. "Although we sent some guys to spy on them. They'll give us the news about it all.

Here, touch feels like ice against glass. The woman takes a small sip. The tea is hot enough to burn, should have blistered her tongue and throat, but she feels no pain — just a warmth that spreads from her throat to her chest to her stomach, settling like a stone in her gut. It tastes like metal and honey, like blood mixed with sugar. She never wrote what the tea would taste like — never thought such a small detail could matter so much.

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."