Thot Teacher Novels & Stories

Jane made the beers and I walked over, setting them down. Mr. Jackson happily took all of them, giving them out around the table. “Do you want anything to eat?” I asked them. I heard Jane putting Because of You by Neyo on and I looked at her in frustration. She laughed at me and put two thumbs up, acting like she didn't just beg me to swap places. I quickly sent a message to the bar via my KDS saying I didn't like her very much and she laughed even harder at that. I also had a laugh on my face and when I turned around I had all six teachers staring at me. Oops.

“I see. Greek Mythology? Like Hades and Aphrodite?” He chuckled. “I believe so, but I will admit I know very little about the subject. However, Professor Leila Bell knows everything there is to know about the subject. Students who have taken the class have been very pleased. She can take a subject that some find boring and mundane and make it great, according to the reviews I’ve read. She’s an excellent teacher. If you take her class and find it dull, then I don’t think religious studies is the direction you really want to go in.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE "AND THE TOPPER IS ADVAITA VERMA!" the teacher announced and everyone started clapping for her. "Thank you everyone" she replied shyly and stood up to get her paper. "ADVAITA VERMA!" "Yes ma'am, I am coming" she replied moving toward her teacher. "ADVAITA VERMA!" She walked faster toward her teacher. "ADVAITA VERMA!" "ADVAITA VERMA!" "ADVAITA VERMA!"

Catherine settled inside the car. "Hello Catherine, my name is Thomas and I am the personal assistant of Mr. Mendez," said a man wearing black suit from the front passenger seat. "Hello, Thomas," Catherine greeted him. Though in her mind she was repeating the name Mr. Mendez. It felt familiar to her but she couldn't remember where did she hear that. Maybe she heard it from the dean of the orphanage, she thought. "Please take these," Thomas's voice pulled her out of her strings of thoughts. He was holding a brand new iPhone and MacBook. Catherine took them from him cautiously and heard Thomas continue.

“I am Professor Kaelith Thorne.” The name ripples through the room. Even I recognize it from tales when we were kids. A living legend. Former enforcer. War tactician. Someone who has personally dismantled entire rogue cells with her bare hands, if the stories are to be believed. Retired from active duty only because the Council practically begged her to stop terrifying their enemies and allies alike. And now she’s… here. Teaching. Lucky us, huh? Her gaze sweeps across the students slowly, deliberately, like she’s counting heartbeats. When it lands on the hockey players, some of them sit up straighter. When it reaches Johanis, it lingers a fraction longer.

Yet my pulse still skipped. Idiot. I wasn’t sure which one of us I was talking about. “Miss Sinclair.” I jerked upright. Our teacher was looking directly at me. “Would you like to share the joke with the rest of the class?” Heat rushed into my face. “No, sir.” “I didn’t think so.” A few people chuckled. From somewhere behind me, I heard Kai cough suspiciously into his fist. I didn’t have to turn around to know he was laughing. I hated him. I liked him far too much.

Stands and waits for the further reaction of his wayward student. " Hi, you know I can't talk right now!" Мy voice trembles, and this smug peacock stares at me. "Aunt, I'm doing great! Grades are good, but why do you ask?" But then the monster snatches the phone, and speaks the bitter truth. "Good afternoon! My name is Peter Alexandrovich, I'm Zhenya's French teacher. What a pity that your girl has been so bad at University lately!" I open my mouth in surprise, but not this. I want to hit him in the face, he never ceases to surprise the poor woman. Then he turns off the phone and gives the smartphone to me.

Sean glanced at her in surprise and she looked away shyly, “I’m impressed but what could be the problem before? Is it that you don’t love my teaching?” “What?” Athena asked perplexed. “I mean I have been teaching you for five days now but you find it hard to master and today I had to rush to the company and told you to rest, you mastered it.” Athena laughed, “well, I told myself I had to do it to surprise you when you get back and TB thought it was a good idea.”

My face fell after listening to this bad news. "Why can't he be our permanent teacher?" I heard the whisper of a girl from behind. The same is my question. I looked around and found all the girls in the class staring at him like me only. So, I'm not alone, all girls are going crazy like me. I chuckled. "And my name is Zain Smith." He told his name and I murmured his name after him like an insane woman. I don't know why but I felt a strong connection with him.

What if it was the weird professor trying to chase her about a date? She hesitantly pulled up the email, bracing herself for the cringeworthy content. But it wasn’t from Professor Hammond. Dear Miss Jones, Apologies I had to run off so quickly earlier. I didn’t get a chance to tell you how impressed I was by your talk. Your passion for history is rare and wonderful to see. On top of that you managed to capture the attention of our students. No easy feat I can tell you! I’m not exactly sure what you do for work at the moment, but I wondered if you have ever considered a career as a lecturer? You would need a Masters degree, but that is something we could support you with while still being emp