Hi-teenager Novels & Stories

The nineteen-year-old girl continued happily. Austin pinched the girl's chubby cheeks before him and exclaimed, "You're so cute!" In his eyes, the girl was incredibly adorable. "Hurt Uncle, uh, I'm leaving first. You'll be mad if I'm late. Goodbye Daddy Austin." Hazel kissed him goodbye. Hazel thought of others too positively. She didn't think the person who wanted to bump into her was a kidnapper. What's more, Austin himself is already thirty-one years old. It's extraordinary that this mature man is still familiar with him, who is only nineteen years old.

She was just a tiny girl that needed his protection! How could it have happened? That girl was just too tiny. If he ever had anything with her, he would look like an old man who was trying to take advantage of a little vulnerable girl. He hurriedly shook his head. 'I am not an old man. I am just a few years older. Ten is not too much,' he thought.

The sound of metal screaming against metal was so loud I woke up crying. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door before they could ask me if I was okay. I couldn't tell them. If the government sensors in our walls picked up on my "instability," I’d be marked as a failure before I even took the test. The city was already waking up. Thousands of us, all seventeen-year-olds in identical grey uniforms, walked toward the Academy. The cameras were everywhere, perched on top of buildings like mechanical birds, watching our every move, measuring our heart rates, recording our eye movements.

Sixteen. Sixteen is this damn weird age—you're not a kid anymore, but being an adult feels like putting on a suit three sizes too big. It’s that awkward stage where you're still getting the hang of it, stumbling around, pretending to have shit figured out when, really, you’re as clueless as ever. Friendships get messier, crushes get more complicated, and everything feels like it’s got hidden layers. Suddenly, nothing’s innocent anymore. Take the cafeteria at Halloway High, where Shawn Jones, king of the shallow end of the gene pool, is strutting around like he owns the place. He’s got this cocky smirk plastered on his face, basking in all the attention he’s raking in.

"Long,long ago, there was a hermit who lived deep in the heart of the swamp. His life was a simple one, he loved the swamp and its solitude. But he hated adults and children alike, and he despised TEENAGERS. He considered them a lousy bunch of overgrown kids who loved noise. Then civilization grew, cities and towns were built but no one bothered about the swamp. It was uninhabitable, they said. One day a bunch of teenagers decided it would be fun to go camping in the swamp. You know how teenagers are, they made a lot of noise, drank alcohol, smoked weed and made a mess everywhere. The hermit was upset cos of their actions and decided to teach them a lesson. Due to his absence from civilizati

she said, making me chuckle. “You’re blushing, girl,” Priya awwed. I touched my cheeks, feeling the heat rise, so embarrassed that I covered my face with both hands. I heard Marta and Priya laughing behind me. “I am not blushing,” I said, muffled through my fingers, which only made them laugh harder.

The boy with a brown hair wearing his disdainful face he gives to Baxter. Baxter lift his eyes to the group and squint it a little to decrease the blinding of the sky to his eyes. "Sorry, I just wandered around." He silently apologized to the boy who's now standing above him looking down to him, same as the other three. "Wandering alone in the woods is not safe for a li'l boy like you." Said the other boy who have an Asian look at his face. "I'm not a little boy anymore. I'm fifteen, it's called teenager and I'm one of them." Baxter explained his side and that made one of the boys give him an amused look.

He had his reading glasses perched on his nose and was scrolling through his newsfeed on F******k. "And teenagers are widely known to go against orders sometimes". He continued, this time fully engrossed in his phone. "Oh honey! I know but it is not that". Hannie cried out and mistakenly spilled the water on the floor while taking the kettle off the sink. "It is about, you know? The curse". She whispered this time, crossed over the spilled water and placed the kettle on the cooker. "Have you forgotten that he is not supposed to keep late nights immediately he turns fourteen? And he has been keeping to the instructions all these while not until he turned fifteen lately. She added almost at th

I can't believe the fact that I had not cleaned my room for two weeks, Elektra would kill me and what would Alcinder think of me. He loves me too much. As a Friend, of course. I started picking up my jeans into the laundry basket while the loud music I played blasted in my ears. I turned to the calendar and the date was July 31st, 2022. Oh shit! I'm eighteen today. Eighteen and broken Eighteen with pills Eighteen with pains and holding on to the past Eighteen with broken dreams and spiteful family Eighteen and depressed... I wasn't going to celebrate anything. Today my fate was going to be decided. The healer was going to mock me again and speak coldly, telling me I would die without a mate.

i said "when do you ever use that word 'girlfriend'?"she asked "just now"i said "okay look am tired so tell Adam to drive us to were you want us to go"she said and I sighed "I want it to be only us, girlfriend "I said "okay, stop the girlfriend stuff it's making me feel weird "she said "sorry"i said "ooh, I can't wait to turn 18, I really need a car"she said and I rolled my eyes and hailed a cab