Monologues For Teens Novels & Stories

She opened her mouth again, whispering, “I… I don’t need your approval. I don’t need any of you.” Monica’s laugh was venomous, echoing over the field. “Oh, I love how you think that. Really, it’s adorable. You can say whatever you want. Pretend you’re strong. Pretend you’re not scared. Pretend you’re anything but a mess. But we all see you. The whole damn school sees you. And it’s hilarious, really, that you thought—”

Hello there! I'm Mason Woods and I'm about to take you back to the past—back to my childhood and my teendom days. Don't hate me for some of the things I did, my hormones are craaaazy Being a teenager is an amazing time a hard time. It's when you make your best friends- I have girls who will never leave my heart and I still talk to. You get the best and the worst as a teen. You have the best friendships and the worst heart breaks

"This is definitely not just junior girls. Older students, especially those over eighteen, I want to see in my rooms regularly. I want to see a lot of you eighteen-year-old girls, I want to really come to grips with what you are dealing with. I'm sure that I will be able to put my love into you. If you are having trouble at home, if you are stressed about, say, being on the Student Council, or about any personal matters -- I want to see you." Now he saw that the front row girls were looking interested. "We won't just be talking religion when you visit me, oh no. We can talk about whatever you like. We can even try some exercises to help make you feel more confident at school and at home. I w

TEENS LOVE [Season 1] Episode(1) ★ (THE GENESIS) * Ding, ding, ding, ding! The bell at a safe distance from the school Tower chimed. I could see a middle-aged people and beyond, gallivanting All over the school buildings. "What was the bell rang for?" I said instinctively. Not too long, my school fellows quickly arranged their text books and started walking out of the class at once, going on a different ways as good as other students.

"You?" "Not even a little bit." We laughed, and some of the tension eased. The mentorship room filled with younger students right on time. Thirteen and fourteen-year-olds who'd recently had their first shifts. They looked at us with a mixture of awe and hope that made my chest tight. "Hi everyone." I started, voice shaking slightly. "I'm Miranda. This is Ferdinand. We're here to talk about navigating life as a young wolf in a changing world." A small girl in the front row raised her hand. "Is it true you fought Lady Macbeth?"

_______________________________________________ Sitting alone in a mess hall was not all bad. Pastonville High and her old school were nowhere different. Usually, for most teens, they'd have someone to sit with. But a relative few would be stuck on the impending social doom of 'who do I sit with?' She got herself a tray of spaghetti and meatballs, sticking the plastic fork on the pasta while sighing dismally. Her ears pricked at the sound of obsessive laughing and whispering. She darted at the 'Mean Girls' from earlier, they were in their cheerleader outfits—sneering back at her and laughing.

Not a chance in the world, he kept telling himself day after day. You know," Sam started after they'd spent several minutes in comfortable silence, "I just realized I don't really know shit about you." "There's nothing to know. Monika retorted dismissively. "You are a 16-year-old aspiring student, too talented for your own good, who can spend literal days all by yourself, simply collected in deep thoughts of nothing and everything. There's so much shit going on inside this mop of black hair that you can't even get a proper night's sleep. Yet you expect me to believe there's nothing to know? The boy spat out as he promptly got up on his elbows so he could take a proper look at Monika's face,

I don't want to spoil my mood Its a very big day for me. To be continued.......... A/P "Sing like no one’s listening, love like you’ve never been hurt, dance like nobody’s watching, and live like it’s heaven on earth." -unknown.

Someone had even brought a karaoke machine, which Marla eyed with suspicion. “You singing today?” River teased as they helped set up folding chairs. Marla scowled. “Only if the world ends.” But an hour later, after two teenagers performed a spoken-word duet about reclaiming girlhood, and a man read a letter to his ten-year-old self, Marla surprised everyone. She walked to the mic with a single page in her hand. Skye froze, heart pounding. Marla unfolded the page. Her voice was quiet, but strong. “Once, I was invisible.

He and Niko had both helped me practice a few times and I was hoping to have both their support. “Thank you all for coming today. I am honored to be your speaker on this important day for all of you and your families. I cannot tell you that I am excited to be here. To be honest, I hate public speaking. Not to sound grim but this is truly the beginning of your adult lives. I am up here today to lead by example. Get out of your comfort zone as I have today. Explore the world, learn new things, try old things again.” Theo walked in quickly taking his seat next to Nikola. I expected him to whisper what happed but they both focused on me.