Saturday Story 2025 #30 (Unorthodox)

Something new on my Patreon. Synopsis below:

Meet Chloe Masters, a Math teacher who specializes in unconventional teaching methods. When she starts working at Wilmington College, Dean Hugh Fletcher is one of the first people to find out what that means.

https://www.patreon.com/posts/135582107

A while back, I asked my patrons to to help me choose a new character. She was originally scheduled to debut last month, but with the break and all… Well, here she is. I hope you like her introduction because Chloe is going to be the star of a new series, and you’ll get to help me choose her next adventures. Have fun.

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An excerpt is available below:

Chloe Masters arrived at Wilmington College on a bright Monday morning. She carried her reasons for change in her mind as she adjusted the strap of her leather bag, feeling the weight of new expectations pressing against her shoulders. Her reputation for innovative teaching preceded her, but the atmosphere of this institution felt different from the smaller community colleges she had worked at before. Here, the corridors seemed wider and the walls more imposing, but she had never been one to back down from a challenge, and sure wasn’t going to start now.

At five-foot-ten, Chloe always drew glances when she entered a room, her height commanding attention, even without the extra inches granted by the sleek black heels she’d chosen for her first day at work. 

Students, arms loaded with chemistry texts or coffee-stained portfolios, parted without thinking as she strode down the hall; her presence carved out a lane for itself in the steady stream of undergraduates. It didn’t hurt that she wore her confidence like a well-fitted glove.

She wore a tailored charcoal blazer nipping at the waist, matching slacks, and a silk blouse in a shade of deep sapphire that was almost as intense as the color of her eyes. Chloe exuded authority and a willingness to disrupt the comfortable rituals of academic life.

Her classroom was nestled on the third floor, tucked behind a series of heavy oak doors engraved with intricate patterns of leaves and mathematical symbols. As she entered, she laid out her materials: large whiteboards, multiple markers, colorful sticky notes, and her favorite set of mathematical puzzles. She loved to challenge her students, to make them see numbers not as cold symbols but as gateways to understanding the universe itself.

The students she had taught before loved her unconventional methods. Chloe often employed storytelling, visual metaphors, and even a touch of theatrics to bring abstract concepts alive. She also enjoyed playing with hypnosis in subtle ways to get everyone to focus and avoid unnecessary downtime during her classes. She believed in engaging the mind and the senses, dissolving the barriers of rote memorization, and her results spoke for themselves.

Chloe smiled and waited for her students to arrive. It was time to get the show started.

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