Seventeen #darling Novels & Stories

I touched the glass gently. "I'm going to visit you today, sweetheart," I whispered. "Mommy has so much to tell you." I was reaching for my keys when my phone buzzed with a message from Sarah, my old college friend. Elara, what the hell is this?! Attached was a screenshot from some celebrity gossip website. The image loaded slowly, but when it appeared, it felt like a knife twisting in my chest. Damien stood in front of the iconic Ferris wheel at Dream Star Amusement Park, Tanya perched confidently in his arms.

Darling, just hold my hand and follow my lead. I found a woman who was beautiful and sweet. She shares my dreams, and we knew that someday We share the same home. We make mistakes when we fall in love. Fighting against all odds, I would not give you up this time. Darling, Just hold my hand; your hand is all I see. I see my future in your eyes. Darling, just let me kiss you slowly; I see my future in your eyes. I found a woman to carry more than my secrets.

(HILARY’S POV) “This is fucking unbelievable!” I cried in anger. “What is?” Tiara asked lazily as she lay down on the field going through her phone and chewing gum. “Isabella Martinez!” I shrieked as my eyes searched the screen of my phone earnestly. Cheerleading practice had just ended. Tiara, Olivia and I were all on the field exhausted from the warm ups. I had done a pretty good impression of Dolly Parton as my 80s day look. I expected to see my name trending on our school community chat online. But instead, everyone seemed to be talking about that Damned Nerd!

We can start dressing like the American music star…" Caterina said and snapped her fingers trying to recall "What's her name again?", "Billie Eilish?" Lorraine replied "Yes!" Caterina exclaimed excitedly "The four of us can change our wardrobe and dress like Billie, that way no one suspects a thing", she said "Except for our weird sister harmony thing," Lorraine snickered "I'm not sure what that is, but exactly" Caterina replied "You're going to be alright Lorraine. We're here for you every step of the way" Caterina said and stood up

She smiles at me as she says, “I’m Delilah, I’m filling in for my mom today because she’s sick.” I nod in understanding and I grab the ginger ale I wanted out of the fridge before I sit up on the counter and look at Delilah as she continues to work. I say, “How old are you, Delilah?” She smiles softly, “17 almost 18.” I nod and ask, “Do you attend Evergreen High?” She nods and says, “I do, I recognize you. You used to date Zane Phillips of the Red Dusk Pack.” Red Dusk Pack… interesting. How is it that I never knew his pack’s name before?

The sound of them screaming on the other end nearly caused me to go deaf as the volume on my phone didn’t help the situation either. Once we were done celebrating in excitement, I quickly drop the call before deciding to get dressed. I change out of my current clothes before changing into a pink ruffled crop top with black high waisted shorts, along with pink sandals and a diamond necklace. I put wavy curls in my hair for the first time since junior high and surprisingly it turned out pretty cute. After sneaking out I quickly and quietly turn on my red Audi sport before driving down the dark roads to pick up both Ella and Aubrey. Once they both pile into the car I couldn’t help but feel a li

"That's what's repulsive about that situation! Back then, at seventeen, she flirted so openly in her messages with Daryl." Most likely, now, various men are making a move on that woman! Orion shook his head, vividly recalling Erin's face—a seventeen-year-old Erin Villaverde. How old is she now? Twenty-three? Twenty-four? Her age is not far from Danica and Daryl's. Erin was the type of woman who seemed like a bully in school, a cheerleader, and a popular girl. Unsurprisingly, she played with Daryl, her brother with thick glasses, who is thin and deeply in love with Erin.

She whispered to the two women before turning around and approaching Darlene. *** "You are so beautiful, Miss Darlene Hillary! More than I ever imagined." Darlene had always been behind the scenes, and this was the first time Darlene and Tracy had met in person. After giving the package containing their divorce papers to the courier, Darlene immediately contacted Tracy's assistant. When she found out that Darlene Hillary—the youngest painter collaborating with Barclay Gallery—was coming, Tracy immediately prepared some delicious food as an expression of her joy. “You’re also very beautiful, Miss Tracy Barclay. Young and successful!”

***** Ring Ring. Jenny's phone rang. It was from George. Jenny picked up the phone and heard a voice, "Where are you?" Jenny replied, "I am with my friend." "Which friend?" Jenny was in a dilemma, whether she should name Jennifer or not. She said, "My old friend." "Who?" Jenny was silent for a while. Later, she said, "With an office colleague. I am coming home within in twenty minutes." Jenny immediately booked a cab and hurriedly she finished her food. She said to Jennifer, "Okay, I am leaving. It's a nice place."

Once I slipped into a gorgeous slip dress that stopped right at my knee, I swirled in the mirror with a satisfied tug in my belly. The color of the day was white according to the voice. The dress had its back dipped lowly, only stopping a few inches above my waist. The neckline was a high cowl that rested on my collarbone “You are beautiful…” She faltered. “Ophelia,” I added, watching her through the mirror as she admired my dress. She nodded. “You are beautiful, Ophelia.” “You are gorgeous too.” I complimented right back. “I'm Stella.” She introduced.