Teenage Everything! Novels & Stories

Waiting on your speech. I replied with a simple okay. … Half an hour later, I stood at the press conference inside the headquarters of Leighton Corp. as cameras flashed nonstop. My dad stood beside me and spoke into the microphone. "Today, in my daughter Mallory's name, we officially establish the Anti-Campus Bullying Special Fund. This foundation will provide legal assistance and psychological support to every student who suffers bullying but has no strength to resist. We will not accept donations of any kind. Leighton Corp. will fund everything."

The clean clothes I changed into were immediately covered in vomit. Dad's expression darkened, and he opened his mouth to yell at me. But with so many cameras around, he held himself back. Arthur quickly had someone take me to the bathroom to change clothes. This was just a minor episode. The premiere continued as planned. While I was backstage, I could hear Arthur talking animatedly. "Our crew has worked hard to document the transformation of every troubled teenager. Our instructors have been dedicated, ensuring every troubled youth receives the training they need." Then, I heard Mom and Dad being called to the stage.

Stapsy ❣️ 🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭 Someone is about to be beaten up 💔😂😂 . . . .

Imagine that this is your high school part-time job and go with the flow. I looked up and my nerves began building up once again. The building was practically a SKYSCRAPER! It's now or never. I took out my mini mirror from my hand bag and checked my appearance. My raven hair was in a sleek ponytail. My light pink lip gloss wasn't smudged anywhere. My light pink button up shirt was perfectly tucked in my black pencil skirt.

The questions sat right there behind my teeth, heavy and impatient, and I swallowed every single one of them anyway. I grabbed my bag and walked out first, fast, before my face could betray every single thing I was working so hard to hide. In the corridor, a classmate fell into step beside me, grinning. "So you and the Blancham heir, huh? Small world." "It's a project. That's all." "Sure," she said, in the same tone Della always used. Like the whole world already knew something I was still trying to outrun. Outside, students spilled across the courtyard, laughing about assignments and weekend plans like that was an actual problem worth having. I almost envied them for it. Mine had just walke

She wondered if she was ever going to see him again, though he was grumpy and rude to her but deep down, she hoped to see him again, never in her life have she seen someone that handsome and so collected, everything about him seemed perfect. She was snapped out of her trance as everyone stood up, the Academy officials were entering into the hall. They all settled in and after a short while, the orientation kicked off, the staffs all took turns reading out the history of the Academy including the rules and regulations governing it. Kim was having a good time until the last staff climbed up the stage and dropped his announcement. "There will be no use of mobile phones and gadgets at your first

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!

I just turned into a teenager for fuck’s sake ! Argh. Everything was so infuriating !

My name is Angel Perez; I am seventeen years old and today is the first day of my junior year. I took my usually fifteen minute shower, brushed my teeth and fixed my hair. I love my black hair; I always had on stray bang out. My hair was about shoulder length, that's how I liked it, not too long, not too short. I hated my chest. Compared to some of the cheerleaders I was flat as a board. After I put on my uniform I headed down to the kitchen and I first thing I see is a red blob.

It was new for him to feel something so deep for someone. “You have grown up into a beautiful girl.” His mother pulled Zarmeenay into a hug. Zarmeenay was uncomfortable by the sudden affection from a stranger, but didn’t say anything. “What are you doing these days?” Rikza asked her. “I’ve just finished high school, I’m planning to apply for a BBA now.” She replied softly. She liked Rikza, she looked like a sweet lady. Hazik stiffened hearing her. “She is young.” He thought to himself.