Teenager Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

the head cheerleader says slapping his chest "I think you got yourself some competition Camilo " the one jock jokes around and they all start laughing except Camilo who glares at me. Turning away from them I put in my air pods. The last thing I could care about was being popular The bus stops at the drop-off zone and we all exit. Walking into the school halls some heads turn and I shrug them off I mean I'm so used to being stared at for various reasons that it doesn't affect me anymore "Wow I wanna be that pretty when I'm 17," some junior says and I chuckle

Joe stuttered with tears from his eyes as he recalled one of his previous ex's words. “You are too immature” she said after giving him a hot slap on the cheek. That was at age thirty-three, now he was more of an old man than a middle age for he is fifty years old. Joe stood up on his feet after realizing how many pains he might have caused Imelda, he fastened his shoes on and set to return home, his attention suddenly attracts to a scene where a teenager shouted. The teenager fell from a canoe into the big sea. “There's no way he'd survive the wave” a lady commented as people drew near to the scene.

That's how they think when they see money that is very different from what they are carrying. "I want to eat spiral potatoes!" Complained Reymond. Among these eight teenagers, Reymond is one of the light or encouragement among them. If there was no Reymond maybe right now they just stay quiet and don't know anything, also Reymond is very versatile, he always likes the things he wants. Even in his school, Reymond is said to be a genius who only has a hundred years.

Aiden said and we all look at Tagan. Waiting for his reaction. "What do you think then?" Aiden asked her. "That's a great idea dude," Tove said and agreed with what Aiden said. Tagan glanced at us and me like he was challenging me so I was swallowed up by Twitter. His side lips rose and “Yeah why not, can you make hundred pieces for my birthday I want to share it to my fans” sarcasm is all over his world I can say. A Hundred pieces? Can I, do it?

I nodded vigorously, prompting the welled up tears to fall. Dad gave a watery laugh. "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Cool beans," Dad said, giving me a thumbs up. I facepalmed, my shoulders shaking with laughter. "Please, never ever say that again." Dad had the guts to look confused. "Isn't that what you teenagers say?" I fixed him a blank stare. "Yeah, if you're in 1996." "Ohhh." He looked thoughtful. "That's woke." My eyes widened. "Okay, leave my room now. Thanks for coming."

“Then you need to find what makes you happy now. And I will go to any length to help you. You’re still young and deserve to be happy. You’re a teenager… live and make mistakes. Don’t wallow in the past.” A smile plastered on his lips, and his green eyes similar to Noah’s flickered. “When I was your age, I was always at parties… hanging out and having fun. But I still got good grades. I’m not dumb.” I let out a small laugh. “I promise you, everything is going to be fine. You need to believe me. Take my promise.” His voice had dropped too low. It was like he was making a vow.

Well, your pathetic self zone's out like this normally or i have the special honours? "I-I wasn't zon-zoning out." "And they say i make people uncomfortable." "You know i actually like you around, you keep my mood up." "T-Thank you." "Your weird personality is actually amusing." "You know when someone needs a thing to laugh about, you are that thing" "W-Why do you have to be so h-harsh to me always? I-I'm older t-than you." "So? Should i give you medal for that?" "I mean not to offend you but look at yourself, how can someone call you a 20 year old. You look like a fucking elementary school boy, getting happy over small things and getting scared by loud voices."

That was rare. My notebook lay open beside me, worn and full of scribbles—page after page of notes I'd taken across countless rewatch sessions. Phrases repeated like mantras: Stand tall. Speak first. Smile like you already won. Most guys my age had moved past this stuff years ago. Turned eighteen, and suddenly they thought they were too cool to enjoy anything unless it involved fake drinking games or standing in the corners of parties looking dead inside. Idiots. They just didn't get it like I did.