Allison stood at the door, breathing in deeply to steel her nerves. On the other side was the person she'd been fantasizing about for months, and she was going to finally try her luck at winning him over. It was now or never - the academic year was going to end soon, and this was her last chance. With long blonde hair and a curvy figure, it was already diff...
The final presentation came to close and I breathed a sigh of relief. End of term presentations wore me out. Twenty five students had to present fifteen minute research speeches during the final three weeks of school. What made it twice as bad was that it was scheduled from 6p.m. until 9p.m. every Monday night. With make ups and conflicts we stretched the wh...
"Fuck!" you curse silently looking at the mail from your physics teacher. As he promised he sent the results of a final test, the one which will decide what grade you will receive in the final year of high school. You got (in your school they are using 1-5 scale, where 5 is the best grade) 2. So you passed...but barely. Considering your other grade...
There was a soft knocking at the door, and a sweet voice calling, "Professor?" He glanced up to see a petite blonde hovering uncertainly in his doorway. She shifted back and forth between her feet, fingers tangled together behind her back, the picture of a college girl nervous to talk to her professor. There was something in her eyes though. "How can I help...
Mike Kerr's grades had been dropping and he was starting to get worried. It wasn't as if it was every subject that he was falling behind in; chemistry, politics, psychology and geology were all fine. It was just English where he was having problems. He new the reason: the Bitch Madison, also known as Mrs. Ann Madison, English lecturer and full time flirt! T...
"How did you do on that test?" It was the first thing he asked me when I walked in the door. I knew what my answers would mean. I hung my head down and in a small voice I replied. "D+" *** This man was a friend of my mom's. She wanted him to tutor me through my senior year in high school to insure my grades would be high enough to get me into a competitiv...
Alex was sitting in his office. He was quite satisfied with himself; he'd landed a teaching assistant job at least a year before graduation. His office was tiny, more a broom cupboard; there was only room for a small desk facing the door, two chairs for visitors and one for himself and a row of shelves. But it had a window and it was his. It was located on t...
Chapter 9: Suspicion Twenty minutes had ticked away while I sat and hoped that Harmony would enter her room. I'm not sure what brought me here, because I make it a practice not to enter their rooms, but I felt like seeing her. The week that had passed since our last session seemed like an eternity. Of course, I had to make up a pretense of some kind, so I c...
This story is a work of fiction. While I myself fantasized about something like this happening when I was in High School, it is only a fantasy. It was my senior year in high school and my grade point average was barely getting by to be able to graduate. I was 18 and in my second semester. My grades were good enough to graduate in all but one class, Biology...
"Kip, come over here please. Yes Kip you only please." The college professor of mainly second year students called over the young man fresh out of high school. He was taking courses with almost all upper classmen. All in his class were about 21 with an exceptional two who were 22 except Kip who at 18 carried a 4.5 GPA as student at the nationally acclaimed...