Violando Ala Maestra De Quimica Novels & Stories

She stood at the white board and wrote in bold letters about today's discussion. "Our lesson for today is the function of Trigonometry. I suppose you all written down the assignments i assigned you last week, do you" unconsciously releasing her pheromones when she saw that some students was not paying close attention to her but still on black-haired boy, her voice was slightly raised and the pressure of her mental strength hit the students who still mind their own business. The students finally look up and paid attention to Teacher Miah so the teacher whose race was that of a witch opened her lips to start her discussion for today.

I just heard one of them say, “Control your bloody wolf, Kyler ! We are in a human uni dammit !!” Sigh ! They were so lucky to have wolves ! I just couldn’t shift to mine coz Zumi was ill. And no one seemed to know or tell me why !! Ughh. It was so damn frustrating. “So Ms Stone ! Kindly tell us all the types of chemical bonds that are present between atoms of various elements,” the Chemistry teacher asked. What the hell ?! This is like the third time that he is quizzing me on my very first day !! Is he someone I pissed off before ?

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

He taught Alchemy, which Chloe hated among her four subjects. The last professor was strict and always frowned at everyone. Master Levi. He's cranky. Always wanting everyone to listen to him. And yet he calls everyone endearments as if he was being sarcastic. He never uses their first names. He's teaching the only physical subject Chloe had in this year, Control Ethics. They haven't had a physical combat lesson yet, but he assured them that they will experience that. Chloe flinched when a small piece of fishbone hit her forehead. She looked up to glare at her friend, Jucel, who looked frightened.

I’d forgotten we were in class, but no one seems to be paying attention, worried their test tube might explode like ours did. “Behave, Donovan.” She whispers before I can pull him back. I smile down at her and watch her blush at my attention before she pulls out of my hands. She turns and begins to clean up the mess I made. “Do you know what I did wrong?” “Yes, you weren’t paying attention which can be dangerous in Chemistry. You’re lucky it wasn’t something acidic!” She’s talking to me again and she’s agreed to train with Donovan. I’d suffer the embarrassment or even the pain of acid any day if that’s what it takes. She’s worth it.

I got into the class, took a seat by the window and dropped my bag in the locker. I was about to bring out my phone when the chemistry teacher came into the classroom. A thin fair woman in her late forties with blonde hair and greenish big eyeballs. With the silhouette she's wearing, her ass looks flat at the back and her boobs were exactly the size of a lime. Chemistry was once my best subject but when this thin frayed woman called ma'am Elsa came it has become my worst subject. The entire class room rose to their feet to greet her excluding me. She just waved her hands and wrote STOICHIOMETRY on the board.

I cannot sing my way through it like I do with some maths formulas. The door opens but I don’t look up. I’m trying to cram as much as I can before the test. The silence is broken as more students fill the class. Someone sinks into the seat beside me. Amelia. My grin is automatic. A familiar face makes it better. Sadly, we are both shit at chemistry. “We are having a test,” I whisper to her. “Again?” she whisper-yells.

You only double cross someone in a business deal when it was going to earn you at least one thousand dollars or more. ‘‘Did you just talk back at me,’’ he asked fuming. Right on time the science teacher came to inspect whatever we were doing and everyone including Vince pretended to be paying attention when I real sense only the two girls had been doing the experiments. ‘‘Shaley,’’ he called again and I nodded. ‘‘Which beaker has potassium?’’ he asked and I looked around the table for a beaker labeled potassium. There was none, only letter and many more. Ella made a move to help and showcase her brilliance before he stopped her.

“She’s a true De Rossi.” The mischief didn’t stop there. During science class, the teacher asked for volunteers for a small experiment. Alerina eagerly raised her hand, her mind already racing with possibilities. The task was simple—mix baking soda and vinegar to demonstrate a chemical reaction. Instead of following instructions, Alerina poured in far more vinegar than necessary, causing the mixture to bubble over dramatically and spill across the table. “It’s a volcano!” she declared with glee. “Look at it erupt! Now imagine if it were acid poured on someone who insulted your family—”

I didn't bother looking because I knew it was just one boring teacher. "Why is she so young?" Lorenzo asked. I looked up to see it was non other than the cutie earlier. Wait, she's my chemistry teacher? She stared at me and gave me evil smile. I was flirting with my fucking chemistry teacher. Fuck!