Novel & Cerita I Overheard That She Was 19

“It went well” I replied to her, and she turned to leave but stopped, “Has it been long since you returned?” “Yes, I think because I lost track of time.” I said, and she sniffed around like she was trying to fish out something in the air. “Was Owen here?” She asked after some time. “Yes, he dropped by” I responded. She turned and walked to me. “Remind me again how old you are” She told me, “I will be 19 soon”

Quinn retorted. "Of course, it's important. If you're not old enough to get married, I could end up in jail," Harvey teased, never really considering that she might be so young. If he had to guess, he would have placed her somewhere between twenty-four and twenty-six years old. But her next words left him flabbergasted. "I'm nineteen," Quinn said matter-of-factly, not wanting to answer but not knowing why she did. After hearing her answer, Harvey stared at her for a moment and then looked at her intently. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't lie," she thought he must have suspected her of lying.

"You're the first person I've talked to" The first person? I'm dumbfounded. She should've said that first, or else I would've jumped to conclusions. I don't know what she has been through but, it must have been bruises and cuts. "Riaru... how old are you?" "Seventeen."

“Shouldn’t you call me ‘miss’? I’m older than you, aren’t I?” His face rapidly turned red from embarrassment. “I’m not that young…” he mumbled. “I heard you” She snapped “But it’s true, I’m eighteen, and you’re… nineteen?” He raised a brow in questioning but Rose was enraged beyond reasoning. “Nineteen my foot! Hey! You should call me lady, in fact, call me Aunty! I’m twenty-one!… well, in three months’ time, that is. Argh! Whatever!” Her feet stomped against the ground in frustration.

“She looked no older than 15.” “Yup, she’s 19 like us,” said Victoria. “Is she staying here for the weekend?” said Frank, intrigued by her.

She needed to know I wasn't playing. Her eyes widened when she saw them, and she nodded the best way she could. I stepped back, nodding with approval. "How old were you when it happened?" I asked her again. "I was seventeen, almost eighteen," she confessed, but I already knew that because that was the only reason it became a serious issue. She was underaged at that time, and Adrian had just turned twenty. He would have stood no chance. "How did they permit you to the party and afterparty?" I asked her.

she said her last words pouting, making me chuckle. I loosen up my expression and leaned into the couch. “When will you be resuming back to school?” I asked, quick to notice her expression. “I'm thinking of changing my school,” she said, making me raise a brow. “May I ask why?” Her face got flushed when she heard me. Even from her reactions, I knew what must be running through her mind at the moment. “Babes, it's too early to be distracted by boys,” “I'm nineteen,” she responded almost immediately.

"Why? You've never heard something like that before?" "No, I haven't. I've worked for a lot of people like you and I don't know If it's because you're young but you're different" "I'll take that as a compliment. You say young like I'm five, I'm not that small, you know? Besides, we look the same age. How old are you?" "Nineteen" "And I'm eighteen so what's the different" "Three hundred and sixty five days" "It's just a year, whatever"

I never expected her to do this. I was 19years old when I and Goldie started dating and now I'm almost 24, in a few months I'll be. She's the first girl I've ever dated but she isn't my first love. There's someone else who I can't remember but I know Goldie wasn't the first girl I ever liked.

She is probably not in the mood. I silently started eating while they are talking and laughing. Even the girl who I thought glared at me. They tried to ask me some questions and I tried my best to be responsive. "You are just nineteen?!" They stared at me with shocked in their eyes. I nodded my head a bit. "Y-Yes." Why? Is there something wrong with my age? "Oh! You are so young, then! Our youngest before was Britney. She is 24," Linda said as she looked at the girl who keeps on raising her brow at me whenever I answered their questions. She is the same girl who glared at me earlier. Or so I thought.