Teenager Novels & Stories

Youngsters are prone to so much in their life, and yet they grow gracefully. Becoming an adult is a pretty simple task; you sleep on your seventeenth birthday, and the next day you wake up, boom! You are an adult. What is difficult is choosing between the things which parents say and the attractive things which friends do. And teenagers have been battling very well between the two, trying their best not to upset anyone.

He even passed a page while I stood there, unable to understand the universe and his whole porpoise. Why was he here? Why was he touching my notebook? Why hadn't Jameson called me? "Aren't you a bit too young for college?" "I'm nineteen." "You look twelve." He added quickly. "Right." It's not like I hadn't heard that before. He drifted like a tiger prancing. Once his foot was out the door, I moved towards the door to close it, but when he stopped and turned back to me, I had to stop myself from dismissing him.

" There's nothing between us. I don't know if the picture says otherwise Mr Kam but I'll say this once. It was Paige's first day in school. She fell while exiting the principal's office. I'm tired of explaining to everyone." "Are you saying it was just a fall?" "Exactly." He nodded. His expression was bland. " I see. " he snorted. "You look grown up already. How old are you?" I saw Damien exchange glares with the principal. He isn't comfortable with the question. " He is seventeen." The principal said. Seventeen? He looks twenty. Oh Paige! " Paige is just Sixteen. I am against relationships for her. I don't know of your parents and their rules but..." He stopped. " Do you have a girlfriend?"

“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!”

Jenny Rome, a girl who is 18 years old and will soon graduate from school. This time she was fixing her tie which looked less neat. Activities in the morning always make her happy. Jenny still had no idea that the next two months would be her last time going to school. There is no school anymore and neither are her friends. Ah, she sure if later will always miss them all. Later, all of that will turn into the adult world and also the busyness that has swept over her with various very busy lecture schedules, moreover with lots of new friends who will compete healthily with her when she is in college.

That meant he had already kissed and had sex with some hot chick way before he had met me. I didn’t know why, but suddenly, I felt a little pissed at the thought of that. Aiden said, his voice firm, “Please stop talking about my sorry past, and it’s normal for boys to do that sort of thing at that age.” Noah nodded. “It’s a teenager thing. Most go through it.” Reo said cheekily, “Most. So, we can confirm Haru is in the minority here? And will not likely lose his virginity?”

"What?" "How old are you? You sound and act like an old guy," she answered. "I am 9 years old. And calling me an old guy is a compliment for me. Since I am someone who has a big responsibility on my shoulder," coming from a boy who recently asked his friends to play Tekken with him. "That's weird, but cute," the little girl smiled. Never did Adam hear from someone that he is cute.

A little bit puzzled, I’d thought Lisa would be the only one checking in on me or passing any sort of information to me and all. The door opened and a young man walked in, he seemed like a teenager, give or take Nineteen years of age, he looked really young and sort of shy too because he wouldn’t really lift up his face for nothing longer than fifteen seconds. “Hi” I greeted, raising an eyebrow and waiting for the boy to talk.

Clay is happy to just be a moocher. We also have two younger siblings as well, Legend and Amara. Legend is fifteen and he plays football. He recently started dating this girl from school. They’re both too young to actually go out, so they mostly hang out here or at her house. They’re cute together. And Amara is thirteen. She is in that awkward stage between being a kid and a teenager. She has braces, crushes hardcore on boy bands and recently joined the cheerleading squad.

“And you aren’t?” He winces. I pause, “You are a teenager right?” He sighs, “My family have work as the peace makers amongst other things, and often times I am trying to learn, so I skipped most of school. Unlike you, who’s eighteen… I am nineteen.” He is big sure, bigger than me, he has a beautiful smile, white teeth that seemed to wink in the sunlight, his muscles scream live in the gym. “That’s still a teenager.” He sucks on his teeth,