Tori Tortures Teacher Novels & Stories

The noise inside continued, and no one came to open the door for a long time. With one kick, Frederick forced the door open. Even someone as used to chaotic situations as he couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned by what the scene before him. A teacher, dressed in a suit, was tied to a chair with tape wrapped around him. His clothes were tattered. One student was standing on the podium, holding a water bottle as he poured water over the teacher’s head. Another student had a whip in his hand and was whipping the teacher. The floor was littered with torn-up books.

“Ari, Ms. Tanis can handle herself. Remember, she’s a primate.” He countered. “And Mr. Dickerson is croc. That doesn’t mean anything.” He was right, and I didn’t have a counterattack. “But he wouldn’t do anything to hurt our teacher.” “He just slapped her in broad daylight with three of her students watching. We can’t put anything past a reptile.” Rei interjected. “He was wrong for that, but he wouldn’t do more than that.” Ari gave his twin a look that showed they spoke mind to mind. I pulled him away. “We should get into the classroom. We’ll be in trouble if Ms. Tanis learns we didn’t do as she asked and saw that.”

Perks of ruling the school. As for me and Ace, we had sneaked into her cabin early morning. A bucket full of water was placed on the door in such a way that the second she opened the cabin door, she would be soaked in the cold water with the plastic bucket just about touching her head. Knowing she would change into her spare clothes that she always kept in her personal cupboard, we had smartly exchanged her usual formal pants and shirt with a neon pink top that had 'I Quit this Job' written on it. It was paired with green loose jeans since no one knew her waist size. Even after all this Ace wanted to take more revenge for the torture and chiding he had to go through for 3 years so he had mix

And I could use that. If Taylor broke character and actually told someone the truth about what had happened, it was going to be one hell of a tale. That I, a teacher without a spot on his professional record nor so much as a parking ticket attached to his name, had used black market chemical weapons to drug a student widely disliked by the faculty into re-writing her essay... well, it was a hell of a thing to believe. On top of that, this was Taylor Stern, and I knew at least one police officer who had a file as thick as my hand full of incidents she'd been involved in, and any teacher at Grant High could attest that she was as dishonest and vindictive as they came.

Once upon a time, Titus even climbed the school fence to 'escape'. "Yes, friends help tho!" said Titus, "how can I climb it myself?" The next day, Titus and his gang were summoned to the teacher's room. In the era of the '90s, being called to the teacher's room meant facing the BK teacher. At that time, the BK teacher was the most killer type of teacher. So, being called a teacher is a scary thing for high school students throughout the archipelago, no matter how stubborn they are, including Titus, who is blind.

Roxy said "How, because of his name" Diamond said laughing "Yeah Roxys theory is if a teachers name starts with a letter that's at the end of the alphabet then he or she is automatically evil" I said "It's true Mr. Torris and Miss Young all mean as hell" Roxy said "You might be right because I remember last year I had this teacher named Miss Simone and she was soo mean, she would send someone to the office for asking to use the bathroom" Diamond said "Why" I asked

“Can you stop? I can’t alright? I’m stressed because of that exam. Did you know that Mrs Satan threatened me that if I didn’t pass her quizzes and exams she would drop me and I wouldn’t be able to graduate!” Ugh! “And you believe her?” “Duh?! Of course I believe that bitter teacher! She dropped a lot of students who are former repeaters now!” “It’s a good thing we’re not Ms. Satan’s teacher!” “That bitter teacher is really annoying! I’m sure the reason is more than that. She’s probably jealous because I’m better than her! Prettier than her! It’s really hard to be beautiful!” “It’s hard because you’re not using your beauty correctly.” Toci said. My forehead furrowed.

The students all screamed in fear of what Hutton would do to the teacher for hurting their friend. "I don't care!" He huffed and grabbed my collar. "Ask about me!...I'm a teacher who won't take shit from anyone. You just started today and won't concentrate on my lecture. Do you know me?" He barked at me with his eyes, showing how dangerous he could be. "I am... I'm really sorry...I…" I stuttered. "Now, answer my question!" He ordered, leaving me confused as my head got blank. I couldn't recall him asking any questions to me. I racked my brain, yet nothing could be remembered.

I held my cheek as the burn began to set in, and everyone in the classroom went quiet. “Don’t you ever go near him again!” I don’t know what possessed me then, but I felt a sudden surge of courage that made me reach out and grab a fistful of her hair. As if I was a puppet whose strings were being manipulated by some outside entity, I yanked on her hair and heard her scream, just in time to hear Mrs. Brown yell at me to let her go. “What in God’s name are you doing, Miss Torres?!” I released the grip I had on Isabella’s hair, and turned apologetically to my teacher.

The principal fired at Bryan. "No, sir please. Please don't do this. I... I don't know how it happened I swear." Bryan begged. I felt a bit of satisfaction watching everything happen and listening to Bryan's begging fall on deaf ears. It was almost as if I was feeding on the negative energy and I loved it. Hahahaha. Students even gathered round the teacher and kept telling her sorry. How pathetic. Later on everything died down. I left the class and went to my locker. I couldn't help but feel someone's gaze on me and I widened my locker door hard.