Teenage Novels & Stories

"I am really disappointed in you Nathan. Were you not taught sex education? She is even a minor, sixteen years old. Nathan..." "These days teenagers enjoy sex when it's unprotected. It's fun, so yeah we had fun." "Having careless sex is fun? You don't think of the consequences; S.T.Ds, pregnancy? Nathan where is your brain?" "I am sorry Miss Kim. I was carried away with living my youth that I didn't realize I was making mistakes."

I used my fingers to comb through my black hair and tied it into a messy bun on top of my head, letting a few strands fall on my face My name is Renee, a seventeen years old teen and this is the life I live, being maltreated constantly is my new normal, if anyone had told me in the past that this would happen to me in the nearest future, I would have died with such person rather than to accept the prophecy and do you know why?

she practically screamed. Mac stood dumfounded as the young girl hung on his neck. Finally he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her to him. “Wow… you’ve grown up,” Mac said as she pulled away. “I’m going on nineteen now.” Tess was just past her eighteenth birthday but nineteen seemed so much older to her. “Wow,” was all that Mac could say. “Is that for me?” Tess asked as she looked at the stuffed animal that Mac held in his hand.

“Teen agers are not allowed here,” Lintek naman oh! Not because I was short in stature, I’m already a teenager! I rummaged in the pocket of the shorts I was wearing. Lintek! I don’t have an ID yet! You’re really good at thinking Verine! “I’ll just look for something, maybe my Tit-a is here.” I was too late to pronounce it. “No, it’s not lost and found. Bar to, you’re not allowed here,” The guard said. Damn!

Tate says sulkily, looking at Maeve and Meadow. “Actually, I do,” Maeve says, just as I’m about to suggest that he come help me with….something. I don’t know what I was going to suggest, but I can already tell that Tate needs a male role model in his life. He lost his parents at 10 and he’s been living with two older sisters that have been barely salvaging their little family. He’s going through puberty and probably too embarrassed to talk to Maeve about anything to do with the changes in his body. I’ll have to ask Maeve what he likes to do. If I’m going to be mated to his sister, that makes him my brother and I want us to have a good relationship.

“It means little one.” I nodded. “So when is your cousin coming down?” “He’ll be here Saturday.” “How old is he?” “Technically or physically?” “Both.” “16 physically. 292 technically.” I sat up to look at him. “How do you tell the physical difference between 16 and 17?” “You don’t really, not until you hit twenty-one. Before then, it’s just a matter of opinion.” “Oh, makes sense.” “So, what have you and Alyx come up with for Mason’s party?”

“Are you kidding me? You just almost became a Happy Meal for a dozen walkers, and your first thought is to ask for weed?” Levi shrugged, the gesture exaggerated by the bulk of his hoodie. The bravado was creeping back in, fortified by the relative safety of the room. “World’s ending, man. Gotta take the edge off. Besides, I’m fifteen. It’s not like you’re corrupting a minor. The concept of a ‘minor’ is kinda… outdated, don’t you think?”

Oh, and it’s 1989. How do I feel? Well, I want to grow up already. Being my age sucks. Everyone tells you what to do, and you have to do childish things such as homework and writing in a journal. I can’t wait to be 13 and be a teenager. ThirTEEN, see the word ‘teen’? Exactly. I know Doctor Bailey will be asking me why right now and writing in his notebook, so I will give you the answer. Because I want to do what I want and not listen to people. OKAY?

Tom asked. "Technically, she is a twelve-year-old which is a tween, but since she has her period the argument could be made that she is an adult, although lacking the maturity of a true teen," Ellie said with her finger held out. "That is absurdly informational and incredibly irrelevant, Els," Brooke replied. Ellie twisted her lips and put her hand on her hips. Jack chuckled. He missed these guys and he would continue to miss them while he was still down here. He approached Ellie and swung her into a hug. "I'm glad you're okay."

I was seventeen years old, a senior in high school. I liked to party, get drunk and get high. The typical teenage stuff. This day was going to end up to be different than the normal high school party day. It was senior skip day and we all had planned a huge keg party with the usual people coming. There was always older people there to buy the booze, so nobody thought anything of it when older guys we all know would show up.