Hi-teenager Novels & Stories

SEVERAL years ago... Spring Break... The 16-year-old Henri met the 13-year-old Latton when she entered his tree house located outside their family's estate. For her, he is the only boy she can talk to without triggering her anxiety and, for him, she is the only person that treats him kindly. From one spring break to another, their fondness for each other grew stronger, and they developed emotions for one another. But things were about to change on one normal day. Henri had just turned 18 years old and Latton flew a week early to Ohio to surprise him.

I mutter. Suddenly, a somewhat annoying handsome guy startles me from behind my chair, right behind where I'm sitting. "Hey, why keep studying? You're already smart," he says. His name is Devano Samuel Escapra, a student in 11th-grade science class (Grade 2 High School). He's my classmate, a handsome guy, a bad boy, a member of a motorcycle gang, and the only child of the owner of Escapra Gold Company, a small gold mining business. Unfortunately, he's also the most diligent student who always shows up in the counseling room. Not because of his achievements but because of the trouble he often causes.

I will never invite again after this. Ivory Evans I rolled my eyes when I saw Leon texting me asking where I am. I replied to him only with 3 letters which is BAR. He's annoying, how can he scold me like that? I'm not 3, I'm 23 years old. He suddenly called me and I pressed the red button. He kept calling me again and again. I ended up pressing the green button and put him on speaker. "Which bar?" He asked. "No need to know!" I hissed.

This is officially our team montra now ! We are the group of half alien teenagers who are constintly given imposssible ultimatuims from OP bad guys ! " We have to save Rick ! " Adrian said walking in a circle. " I get it ! " Carrie said holding her arms and staring at the floor. " It's me he wants ! Go ahead and give me up! " " Easy Chica! That's not what I ment ! " Adrian said reaching out to her.

There were two teenagers named Stella and Han. They are high school students. Stella was a top student in their class and Han was a bad boy student, a bad boy like you can never imagine. As Stella crosses the hallway into their classroom. Han puts his feet on the ground where Stella is passing by and suddenly Stella slides because of Han. Han and his friends laugh as if they can't laugh anymore, Stella can't get up because her neck is stiff and no one can help her even though there's a lot of students on her side.

Meg-hen: I always leave it at the field after practice Me: so, I was surprised to see your boyfriend at a highschool party Meg-hen: He might not be in highschool but he is still a horny teenager. Me: oh really? That's a nice piece of info. Meg-hen: Hormonal! Meg-hen: Hormonal teenager! Damn auto-erect. Meg-hen: I meant hormonal teenager!! Me: I like the other one better Meg-hen: Fuck you Rodriguez Me: oh but you already did.

Justin averted his eyes and saw the kid with the tidy, thick, and brown hair named Hazi Lee smiling like a jerk. Hazi is wearing a simple, pecan polo shirt with khaki shorts and cloud top-sider shoes. His tiny face doesn't change, he still has this narrowed eyes and thin eyebrows, his nose is so pointed and he has a cupid's bow full lips. He looks really tall, much taller than Danny, maybe about 6 feet and 1 inch.

Kaze praises Alex. Yes, his name is Kaze Lovett, a 19-year-old 12th grader. It's funny how this 19-year-old boy is a grade higher than me in this high school skit I am playing. But, it amazes me how mature Kaze is despite his very young age. I think he is more mature than me... or even Mom, LOL. "Aren't you going to ask me about why am I so different last night and right now?" I ask as we walk back to our buildings. I realize that it is better to make a clear alibi to him right now instead of having him suspect behind my back.

I grinned at both of them and went upstairs to take a bath. I took a deep breath and got out of my car with my notebooks in my hand. I hope her dad doesn't kill me as I could see his car outside the house. I walked towards her door and rang the bell. I heard some rustling behind before the door swung open, revealing a middle-aged man, with the exact brown eyes as his daughter and salt and pepper hair, smiling down at me warmly. "Good morning, Mr.Adams. I'm Tristan Harris and I go to the same school as your daughter. I believe she has told you about the tutoring job and she is supposed to teach me math today." I explain, confidently and he immediately understood who I was.

Olivia drawled tiredly and I followed her gaze to a group of young teenagers who looked like they were in senior year in high school or maybe first year in college. They were gulping down a cup of alcohol and laughing at one another. Two of them were sniffing what I guessed was weed and a few girls were on their laps making out right there! "Number Four. The 'Young Rich' but as I like to call them the obnoxious rich brats. You know how there's always that annoying queen bee in high school and whose dad is freaking rich and all that crap?" Olivia asked, rolling her eyes and I smiled. "Yeah"