Random Teenager Novels & Stories

“I wonder why they don’t let us in their conversations. We’re not little kids anymore! We understand perfectly what they are saying! Even Annie is there!” “We’re technically still kids. We’re just ten, minors and well, we are emerging adolescents but they don’t credit that.” Trixie scoffed which made him glance at her. “Why do you even want to be in their boring conversation?” “I don’t know!” she yells, her voice hinting she’s annoyed. “Something about them is just attracting me. Maybe I want to be included in a mature conversation!”

“Why aren’t you surprised? it’s almost as if you were expecting it.” “Well, he’s a teenage boy…boys will be boys” he mutters as a way of explanation. I really didn’t know whether to agree with him or not. Well statistically boys tend to lose their virginity earlier than girls. “Is that so…so when did you lose your virginity?” Ren asks him, folding her hands across her chest. “Fourteen” The gasp that leaves her is comical and I have to suppress my laugh. “You lost your virginity at fourteen? I lost mine at nineteen. Fourteen is too young, same with fifteen”

"That cousin of yours is getting lame. I heard that he seldom comes here on the island." "A'ight!" I said and focused my attention on Bitch No. 2 blowing me. While the woman was doing that, I leaned and rested my head. I closed my eyes as I wanted to concentrate on having another release of my loads when someone disturbed my lustful thoughts. Bitch! Suddenly, a face entered my mind—the teenager in the NAIA. I wanted to have a woman who possessed that kind of eyes. I shook my head to remove that girl from my mind. She's a minor for crying out loud!

As pretty as she is, she can really get violent and she almost got expelled because of her violent nature. Yuadoo Micheal, the girl with the strange name. When I first heard her name I was seriously laughing, Infact the whole class was laughing. Well this one is the sarcastic one. Her sarcasm is out of this world. She's smart and she's a very calm person. She has this I don't care attitude.

Everyone cheered loudly as soon as the song started playing. Sweat rolled down the teenager’s forehead continuously, slipping off his sexy collarbone. His sharp eyes had an evil glint to them but the emotion in them carried an intensity not of his age. Judging from his looks, Cea seemed to be around twenty years old, so he must be a college student. The second-year students had their examinations today, while the third, first, and fourth-year students were apparently on break; could he also be from the same university?

I said, and Leah laughed. “Yeah,” she said “And it’ll get worse before it gets better.” “Being a teenager is hard for sure,” I said, remembering my own lonely teen years. “For sure,” Leah agreed as we walked out of the room and headed for the stairs, “Plus, he’s just turned fourteen, so the next couple of years are bumpy for a werewolf.” I guess my blank expression was enough for Leah to realise that I had no idea what she meant.

But i just have to. I look back up, “Ryan… I need one last favor.” He steps closer, ready to listen. “And that is?” “I’m going to need pills.” I say flatly, not giving much thought to it. He has a girlfriend and everything… And i don’t want to make things weird, but these days, teenagers start having sex as early as fifteen. I would have like to get the pills myself, but with the bodyguard—who’s probably also a spy watching my every move—it doesn’t seem like a good idea.

Then again, when has he ever? "FUBAR or tap dance?" I twisted my chair around to face him. "We've got a pedo in the vicinity." Well fuck! It's been a while since we had one of those locally. "What kind? Is this some seventeen year old boy that kissed his sixteen year old girlfriend and pissed off her father, or the real deal?" "Oh he's the real deal, anything under twelve apparently." Sick fuck! "Where?" I was already getting to my feet. Some things you just have to see to right away.

It adds more flavour to our existence. The interior is a banquet. A banquet of booze and bodies; and trust me when i say you haven't seen more skin on display. Some guy in the corner is half dead with a home girl in a backless gown twerking herself lame in his lap. Perspiration sparkles on her skin like a sheen of gloss. There are guys around that look like they have killed before. I am way past uneasy now, this is no place for a sixteen year old. It's not child's play.

Velkan tells me, as if I hadn't found them reaching out. "Let's see, shoot," I answer. "Well," he says a bit hesitantly, but he looks me in the eye with a twisted smile, "it's that you spend so much time working here, and we think you'd want to go out to a club." "Know one close by, it's called Scarlet Moon, it's for teenagers, you're going to love it," Kayra adds with a smile, as she puts her arm around her shoulders. "Teen club, don't mess me," I reply and snort, "there's no such thing and I don't have a fake ID."