Wattpad Teacher/student Novels & Stories

I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me. "What are you writing?", I asked, trying to feel less awkward. "I'm writing a story on Wattpad, "The Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". Would you like to read it and tell me what you think?, It isn't much. Just an author note and the prologue, which I'm writing that I want to publish tonight". "The title sounds cool. I would have asked for the synopsis if not that I don't like spoilers or anything that looks like it. I'm on Wattpad, so I'll read it and drop my review for you in your DM"

he still wasn’t going to talk to her about personal matters. “Well,” Miss Keates continued. “ As you can see, there’s an unfamiliar face with me.” “He fine!” “Yes, he is fine, Maddison,” she laughed. “Meet Liam. The new transfer student and your classmate. Liam, would you like to introduce yourself.” No. “I am Liam Wyatt.” Hummed responses. It was a good start. “I hope you will all be nice to him.” Liam shook his head. That was where teachers got it wrong. The moment they ask students to be nice, they turn the exact opposite. He had witnessed it happen at his old school so many times. It was like a given rule.

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Namely, fucking two beautiful, enthusiastic young women in the manner of my choosing. It was Tabitha. It was Katie. Abbie, too. It was seating charts. Fake blondes. Real blondes. Tattooed brunettes. Panties on a flag. Caps and gowns. Big tits, little tits, huge tits. Leaky pussies and tightly sealed mouths. Gradebooks and extracurricular lessons. The kinks of ex-boyfriends. Rewards for good work. Discipline for misbehavior. A meter stick. Dry erase markers writing and rewriting on a whiteboard. Engaged students. An excellent teacher.

“Seven. Five teachers and two students.” “Who?” “Don’t worry about that now.” “Please, teacher Mary. I need to know! Are they my friends?” I cried, stress and anger boiling over. “Blanch, Veruca, Chevonne, Josh, Samuel, and Arjun for the teachers. And—” “The students?” “Finlay and Priscilla.” She stiffened, her face hardening. “Don’t give me that look, teacher Jelly. Consider yourself lucky. Go back to your tent. Rest properly.”

Walter cast a fierce burning gaze at Jack. “He stole my book!" Jack cried out. “That's a lie, Mr. Walter!" Lucas spoke up in his defense. “If he says I'm lying, open his backpack!” “Lucas, would you be kind enough to open your backpack please?" Mr. Walter narrowed a gentle gaze on Lucas in expectation for him to comply with his calm request. Mr. Walter has been voted for straight three years as the best teacher in Orleans High School. He is the geography teacher. For the past ten years of working in Orleans High School. He is always early before the students and always the last to go home after school.

Sapping walks in. “Yes, well, I wouldn’t miss our new wonderful teacher teaching the oath and care of magical creatures.”, he says happily. She just shakes her head before speaking again, “Then we have Mr. Sapping teaching potions and our last teacher is Miss Phoenix teaching oath and care of magical creatures.” “She’s a student here!” “I’m not being taught by a human!” “Yeah!” The cafeteria gets louder where a few students and Jess are covering their ears. Holding back my anger as they continue to yell.

When did he get that again? “Oh yeah? And then what? I'm already eighteen, so it’s not like I’m doing something wrong. And since when is writing illegal?” I finally snapped. He may be hot jerk, but he’s messing with the wrong person here! “Alright then,” he answered after some thought. “If that’s what you think, then you won’t mind if I tell everyone that we have a brand new talent in school. I’m sure everyone will be delighted to know that their favorite erotica is none other than a student in their school. I’m sure you’ll get plenty of followers here. Especially people who’d want some personal experience from the author.”

Her teacher was impressed with her work and she liked her so much. Her teacher Diasy Watson looking at Sara, “Hello, how are you? You are looking low today.” Sara putting her bag down, “I'm fine Ms. Daisy, how are you? I just don't want to do anything today, is that fine with you?” Ms. Daisy standing coming up to her table, “Yeah, of course. You can take a day off. We don't have anything important to do today, but you do have to understand that you do have some stories to edit and check on other students because I need to check and publish them as soon as possible.”