Adolescente Novels & Stories

Some were so old they were little more than hollow, insect-eaten fragments. Grandma was the village chief, ruling over everything without challenge. No one dared to defy her. My eldest sister, Lily, was about to turn 18. Soon, it would be time for her coming-of-age ceremony. However, Grandma, who had always doted on her, had forbidden her from attending. When my sister tried to protest, she was struck across the face. "Enough! I said you're not going, and that's final." Even though Grandma was 99 years old, her strength had not left her. Lily's cheek swelled almost immediately.

It was fresh and invigorating, and it felt like the winds of change were blowing, as though bigger and better things were only a gust away. I was just another 18-year-old in twelfth grade. Unsurprisingly, that also meant I had teenage hormones that raged constantly, and I was always giving in to them. Aside from any pictures or videos I could have found on the internet, there were scores of pretty girls I found quite appealing at school. The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head.

The woman asked. "Mom, I didn't come into this world alone so how can I let her be? Besides, as a good older brother that I am, it is my responsibility to make sure she is always smiling" the boy now identified as Oliver replied while taking a pear from the fruit basket on the table, he turned and raised his eyebrow at the girl hiding behind their mother "I'm I right baby sis?" "I am not a baby, for crying out loud, you are only older than me with two minutes. Two minutes!" She showed him her two fingers to support her claim "when are you going to get that into your thick skull?"

This argument between the principal and Jay only made her furious as he always had a comeback reply and a piercing smile for everything she said, she was irritated and at the same time angry, once again she pointed out to the bottle and replied, "Its has a 'Not Advisable for people under the age of 18' on its label." Furstrated and angry she drew near and asked, "How would you not see that, boy, what is wrong with you, if anyone is old enough to drink this stuff, then I would like to see your hand up." She said. Adam was the first to put his hand up, followed by Daniel, and finally Autumn. The principal lowered her eyes and scoffed, "And you expect me to believe that, Miss Arthur."

She looked me up and down. "Twenty-seven," I corrected her, starting to think clearly again. "The difference is that you're only sixteen. Legally, you're a minor and therefore vulnerable. Scientifically, your brain is still developing because your prefrontal cortex is still maturing, which can impair your decision-making. And emotionally, your development is incomplete. You're in a phase of major emotional and social changes, and that causes a lot of confusion. But it will pass. Soon you'll realize that everything gets better, especially if you learn to act with more balance."

Most places were still closed that early in the morning, with the eternal exception of a few beach-gear shops and rentals, right along with an already packed Keisha’s Diner pumping its alluring southern-fried, greasy-breakfast-goodness into the air. “That makes sense,” Aiden replied, giving a nod. She could absolutely relate to that, to the inability to get away from a job you actually like, one that sucks you in without warning or care for any of your vague future plans. “I take it you’re still finding your feet with the practice?” “You could say that,” he agreed. “It’s only been about a year.” She nodded again, settling back and resting her injured hand palm-up on her knee. “But you’re tak

“Actually… * FLASHBACK!!! * Caroline had just turned thirteen years old and had walked into her teenager, so her mother was explaining to her daughter about the changes that she could feel in her body or hormones and many more things that she had experienced when she was of Caroline’s age. “Caro, princess!! Now that you’re growing old. I’m sure there will be many boys around your age who will share their feelings with you. You guys can call it as crush, infatuation, love, etc. It’s not compulsory that only boys can have those feelings for you; even you can have feelings for one of them, finding him cute, nice, helping, handsome, and many more.”

The door swung open to reveal a short boy with a big grin. Caleb stepped forward, holding out a small gift bag. “Happy birthday, buddy!” Gideon grinned back. “Can you believe it? I’m thirteen! My teenage years officially start today!” He then turned to Adeline, squinting up at her as if trying to confirm her identity. “You are Adeline, right?” Adeline smiled. “Nope, not me.” Gideon huffed, crossing his arms. “Come on. You’re the only one here who is fat. That has to be you.”

“Alpha Harvey, I’m not a wh*re. I don’t need to seduce you. And I don't want to.” “And you will watch your language too.” “And brush my teeth three times a day and go to sleep early! Sir, I’m not a child! I am a mature adult and you ought to treat me as one!” “An adult doesn't try to end their life the moment things get serious.” “It is my own life! I can do whatever I want with it!” “Those are the words of a teen. Not an adult. How old are you, girl?” “Twenty two.” “You’re a child.”

Jon yells and then stands up and stomps out of the room. Shaking his head, Jordan just looks up at me with worry in his eyes. I say in a matter-of-fact tone, “He is a teen now and teens act stupid sometimes. He will get over it. You have never had one before, so you aren’t experienced with them throwing fits. It’s because he is growing into his adult body and all kinds of hormones are influencing his thoughts. I know when Kelly first turned 13, she practically made me want to pull out my hair.”