Novel & Cerita X Teacher

Wait, this guy shouldn't be too older than me. I turned towards mom who had a warm smile on her face before she spoke. “We figured you won't want someone older. You still need to have friends. Just be a good girl and don't cause trouble, I’m out for work.” She stroded towards me, gave me a light peck on the cheeks, nodded towards my handsome tutor and walked out the door. My legs were glued to the floor, still trying to grapple with the turn of events when his deep voice rang out from behind me. “Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier. I'm Xavier, your private tutor and yours?”

They walk around as Tan pretends to show him the school "weren't you supposed to be working for a teacher?" "I was, but when I came in this morning Romona just hired me on the spot" Tan scoffs "Romona... she won't even let me call her PT but she'll let you call her Ramona" "PT?" "It's an acronym for Principal Taylor! How does no one get that?" "Are you ever going to actually show me anything in this school?" Harris asks chuckling "Yeah wanna go check out the boiler room in the basement?" Tan asks raising an eyebrow "Why would I want to see that?" Harris asks and Tan stops walking staring at him till he gets it "ohhh"

Silver walked towards them, her books on the bridge of her arm. “So…” she started, drumming with her fingers on the table. “I’ll be introducing you guys to Xavier today, I’m not going to the studio and he’ll be coming to the cafeteria also.” “Who’s Xavier?” Gaby asked with a raise of her brow. Elena looked at Silver before looking back at Gaby, “I’m too tired to explain. Just tell her,” she said to Silver, standing up from the chair and towards the door. She walked in front while the both of them talked about Xavier at the back. She couldn’t even pinpoint why she was tired, the teacher’s voice was so depressing that it didn’t contain any form of happiness or anything in it, making her tired

"You have anything to say or did you follow me all the way home just to get a nice view of my butt?" "Giving me ideas, are you?" He arched an eyebrow. "As I told you, I live here-" "School isn't over yet!" I snapped. "But my classes are." When I gave him a suspicious look, he continued, "I'm a trainee teacher, just out of college, so I don't have classes all day. Either morning sessions or afternoon ones and I'm done for the day. So then, your place or mine?" My jaw hit the pavement...retracted back...and then I exploded.

Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.

It was very convenient. Some of my teachers worry that I won't get the education I'm supposed to get but that isn't very accurate. Xavier is my trainer and unfortunately also a pretty strict teacher. He uses our training time as academic education time too. I hated to admit it but he's smart and that's kept me from falling behind no matter how tough and painful it could be. Whether it be for me to stay in a plank position until I solved a maths problem mentally or memorizing the periodic table and all of the atoms' atomic numbers whilst doing pull-ups, he made me do it.

Xavier replied casually. "Mr Collins, I'm sorry but it's not acceptable to hold conversations with the kids, especially when they're supposed to be doing something else. Besides, I think there's a leaking tap in the teacher's bathroom that needs to be fixed. Would you please look into it?” There was a trace of condescension in the teacher's tone that Xavier did not fail to notice. “It's my job, isn't it?" Xavier asked with a smirk and got to his feet.

I teased. Hearing this, the high school girls hurried away. *** “What about my feelings?” Xander, the science teacher, asked me. Xander, with his glasses and hair that never seemed washed and tidy, was mostly hidden in the school laboratory, eating anything that could be delivered online, sometimes, or more often, sleeping in the laboratory. A total eccentric, with a body odor that was masked with a lot of cheap perfume. Underneath it all, his physique was actually quite impressive; it was just that he didn't seem to put much effort into his appearance. With a bit of self-care, he could actually be quite handsome.

the principal said, his voice so stern that I couldn't bring myself to go on talking. "I have seen enough evidence and the meeting with you seems to be spiralling into a yelling match. I acknowledge your soundness of character so far. And that is why I have come to a decision. I understand you are flustered and emotional, and we as the council will take a step back too. Two weeks. I will give you three options. Two weeks to stand here and give me concrete evidence that these texts were not from a teacher, or for you to compile a list of those teachers, and the particular grades that had been influenced, or we will pass our own judgement, and you should prepare yourself for that."