Novel & Cerita 6teen Jude

Jude Kam changes my school whenever he wants to. That cold summer morning, I stood outside my new school, with little hope of a good day. I've had numerous 'first days' and I know how they usually end-- bad. At sixteen, I was a bit older, five foot eight, a thick brown hair and ugly brown eyes. I couldn't understand why I was so conspicuous. My cat eyed glasses makes thing worse. I wasn't the only one who lingered at the concrete pavement in front of the school and it all seems like they were all chitchatting about me. A loud buzzer had rang to remind us that we were in school.

“This is Jay—Jasper, my best friend. You’ve met his twin sister Jade.” Henry nodded toward the sister in question, who was talking animatedly to a few students by the university doors. My perfectly styled brows furrowed a little. They have the same skin tone and hair color, but aside from that, Jade and Jasper were quite different. They’re probably fraternal twins. The little girl resembled both of them though. “—This is their baby sister, Bridgette—” “It’s Jet!” The girl stomped her feet. “And I’m not a baby. I’m sixteen years old!”

"Sure. I'm the black Range Rover." All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude. This is gonna be fun.

I take a deep breath, look at my hands, and then focus on the camera again. “On the summer I turned fifteen, Jude spent the entire summer in my parent’s house in the Hamptons. He came with his girlfriend, a girl that I felt jealous of. She had a great figure, but she was cruel, making me feel bad for my infatuation with her boyfriend. What I don’t understand is why a twenty-something woman needs to put down a teenager.” I say, gathering the courage to say the rest.

I have realized that I was wrong all the time, that my brothers were right that I should stay behind their backs or else I'll be lost,'' Klyde said. Knowing his reason made me remember Jude. My stubborn sibling isn't afraid of me. I suddenly remembered the time when Jude tried to kill himself. That was the time when I was questioning myself about what did I do wrong, which make them hard to believe in myself. It was Friday the thirteenth, and all of us were worrying about where Jude have been. He was just sixteen years old at that time. His behavior was the most noticeable since he's so stubborn. He always leaves the table without asking for consent from me regarding where he will go. I'm ma