Woozi Seventeen Novels & Stories

Before anyone could answer, two smaller voices cut through the hush. “W.I.L.D.,” Kael piped up, his tiny fists clenched with the seriousness only a child could summon. Everyone turned, eyes darting to the twins where they stood next to their Auntie E. Liora stood up straighter, her curls bouncing as she declared, “It means We Inspire Love Daily.” Her little voice trembled with passion, but it struck truer than any weapon. “Daddy told us. That’s what being W.I.L.D. really is. We don’t stop loving, even when it’s scary. We don’t stop fighting, even when it hurts.”

That was enough to distract Gwen who showered Royce with kisses while saying, "Oh I am so proud of you Roycee-boo! What a great way to start the day!" This time, August was watching them. She looked happy for them but also disgusted by them. She turned to me and said, "Weirdos," while rolling her eyes. Royce then toured us to his photo exhibit. Thirteen pieces of photos which he called The Last Year of Seventeen– his concept was the final year of highschool. The final year of freedom and youth. The final year before we are faced with bigger challenges and choices that would actually impact our lives. Most of the photos were taken in the Academy. Some in the Liberty Mead with Royce’s horse. M

I glance at my bestfriend and boyfriend, waiting for me, with the car door opened. "Your chariot awaits, my darling." Cyp says, and I laugh, sitting at the back seat, he joins me, and Zoe drives, with her earpods in, I frown, knowing she might be feeling a little odd, which is understandable, because her bestfriends are getting married to eachother, and she's still single. I lean into Cyp's open arm, and open the cooler, taking a bite of fried chicken, offering him one, but he refuses.

Why did she not call them sooner. "That is not true. The asshole is holding me hostage. He almost killed me!" She cried. "I mean, officers. Would you believe the words coming out of the mouth of this seventeen-year old rather than mine? Think about it for a minute." Celeste said. "Ms. Zoey, are you truly seventeen." "No, I'm twenty-two. I swear. I'm twenty-two." Zoey cried, digging her hands into her the pocket of her jeans to retrieve her ID. She ran to the window, holding it up for them.

“If only I could get the medicine for free.” Woozi paused the recording for a moment. “This police needs some recognition in the future,” he complimented Dino. Flaunting a grin, he thought of reporting this to Joshua as soon as possible. Today, Joshua and Celine will try their wedding clothes. So to meet Joshua, Woozi decided to go at the wedding boutique. While driving, Woozi’s thoughts wander around the leader’s future wife, Celine. He was once told that Celine is a far relative and that they were about to wed.

“You’re seventeen, Cassie! These people are older—” Zoe stepped forward, brows furrowed. “Okay, Mrs. Hayes, relax. We weren’t doing anything bad. Cassie didn’t do anything wrong—it was harmless fun.” “Harmless?” Juno’s voice shook with anger. “She’s seventeen, Zoe! You’re twenty-one—you should know better than this!” “Oh, come on,” Zoe argued, hands on her hips. “She’s practically an adult! It’s just a party, not a scandal. You’re acting like we dragged her into a nightclub!”

Instead, he stood. “I’ll see you around,” he said, carefully neutral. “Yeah,” I echoed. He walked away before I could stop myself from turning back to watch him go. Something inside me cracked then quietly, invisibly but deep enough that I knew it would matter. Because this wasn’t nothing. This wasn’t coincidence. This was the beginning of something I didn’t know how to control, something heavy with expectation and fear and hope all tangled together. At seventeen, promises were dangerous things. And I had a feeling we were about to make some we didn’t yet understand.

Seventeen did not look at Alice and asked her to sit inside. Alice immediately opened the car door and got in. “Alicia drive away.” Seventeen looked at Alicia and said. She is the most important person in his life. If she was gone, he didn’t know what he would do. “No, I want to be with you.” When Alicia heard the gunshot, she was shocked. But she would not leave Seventeen alone. “Be obedient and drive away. Seventeen turned his head, looked at Alicia, and said. Alicia bit her lip and shook her head. If something happened to Seventeen, what would she do? She would not leave Seventeen behind and leave her own.

Zoey's POV Matteo Harmon immediately put on a stern face and said, "How can you belittle your daughter like that? Zoey has her strengths too." Daria snorted and said, "What strengths could she possibly have?" "Zoey is kind," Matteo Harmon retorted. "Kind?" Daria laughed as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Eight years ago, when she was only fourteen, she went to bars to smoke and drink, hung out with thugs, and was involved in scandals of promiscuity and abortion."