I Am Young Novels & Stories

“Hey, Cali.” I turned in my seat, eyeing the young man who had sidled up to my side. “Hey, YB.” I gave him a smile. “You doing ok?” His eyebrows shot up as he chuckled. “Hey, that was going to be my line.” “Sorry.” I gave a small shrug. YB was young. Younger than me by several years and from what Truth had told me, been hanging around the club since he was fourteen. Desperate to patch in. Which he had done only a year ago. The youngest patched member they had. Hence the name Young Blood.

Why, this child can read minds. I replied, "I did. Her name's Aaliyah. By the way, you said you're still young. How old are you?" I got really curious. She looks younger than I am. But maybe not so much. "Nineteen incoming twenty. So, not so young anymore. How about you?" "Twenty-two," I replied. I'm right. But Ruby is considered an adult now. "How about crazy?" Ruby looked at me with one eyebrow arched.

"She is young, a good girl, and she may be easily influenced if you play your cards right." "How young is young?" "She is Twenty-two." He replies with a smirk playing on the corners of his lips. "Twenty-Two! I'm Thirty-five Igor!" I pick up the glass from the tabletop and toss it across the room, watching it smash into the wall and shatter across the marble floor. "She was a newborn on my thirteenth birthday."

That will be great! 'There's no point in getting envious of him because I'll also experience that haha' Well, I am still sixteen years old so I'm still growing but maybe, when I turned around twenty seven, that's whwn my face will stop aging. I once again realized how unrealistic this place is and how young I am

My name is Jessica Lohan. I’m twenty-one years old and in my final year at the prestigious University of Orlander. At this very moment, I’m seated in the bustling college cafeteria, caught in a rather dramatic argument with my best friend. But before I reveal the reason behind the commotion, allow me to take you on a brief journey through the winding corridors of my life.

he said. "My name is Bella-" "Don't tell me your name, I know that, tell me another thing." "I'm 21years old..." "Shut up-" he interrupted. "You can't be 21, you're 18 or 17" he said and ruffle my hair.

I hated that Mr Young doesn't seem to take me seriously. “Why did you ask me whether my feelings for you were true? I know you have said it already that I’m a kid but being a kid doesn't mean I can't have feelings for someone older than me and I’m not sure if I can get over you but I’m trying” I admitted, my feelings are out in the open, because God help me. I can't keep my mouth shut.

Anna scolded. "I wished they did; at least, they would have banned me from going out with that jerk, Leo." She blurted. Miss. Anna moved closer to her, sitting beside her on the bed, she continued; "I understand how you feel, but you don't need to endanger your life to be free. What if you had injured yourself while staggering into your room?" "No Miss. Anna! You don't understand what I'm going through; isn't it better that I get injured, and even die in the act? What am I living for? I have lost everything; I'm left with nothing." She said, sniffing between words.

"Are you a mind reader?" "No I don't need to be one but you look scared to me. No one going to hurt me especially Liam" "Why will you think anyone will hurt me? Why will you think Liam would hurt me?" "I don't know, my friend can be something at times" "Liam doesn't hurt me. I love him and he loves me too"

He flashed me a smile. “Dad, I don’t have the time to play puzzles. I have to get to the Moon festival before it gets too crowded,” I informed him in the most polite tone that I could muster, afraid to trigger him. “I’m eighteen years old now. Don’t you think it’s time for me to find a mate?”