Teen Male/Teen Female

We arrived at school early enough to hang out in the courtyard with the other students. For everyone else, I suppose my outfit looked normal, but I felt bared to everyone, and Brandon knew it. I was pretty modest in general. I was told to trail Brandon everywhere he went, and meet him in between each class. But luckily for me we had a different lunch hour, so I would be able to sit with my friends. The day went fine, got a few comments on my “pretty legs” from the older boys in the hallway. Met Brandon between classes. Then...

I sat on the couch in our living room watching the T.V. Recently there had been a lot of robberies that had been going on around our neighbourhood. My parents were out of town for the month, leaving me and my 19 year old brother home alone. Rosie? i heard him call from the front of the house. I'm in the movie room!! i called, staying in my spot, my eyes glued to the t.v. as i listened to the news reporter. I vaguely heard my brother walk into the room. what are you watching? he asked coming around the couch...

How I lost my virginity to my life long best friend. DISCLAMER: This is a Fictional story based on a dream. It features preteens and young teens. So if your not into that stuff, just pass on this. Also if the grammar and vocabulary is not great, it's because it was written as if a 12 year old actually wrote it. As for spelling errors. I use a spell checker, and proof read it, but occasionally some miss spells get missed, sorry.If you don't like the way this story playes out tuff, I wrote it as it came to mind, and...

Devin: 15 years old. 5 “7 ½”. Sandy, brown hair. Brown eyes. Nora: 16 years old. 5 “7”. Long, black hair. Blue eyes. Rose: 18 years old. 5 “8”. Semi-long brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail. Blue eyes (like her mother and sister). Things were strange after that night things between Nora and I, with good reason. She kept her promise though. She didn't tell anyone, not even Rose. Rose didn't sense anything either. I could tell if this was a good thing or not. My head was hurting a lot since that day and my thoughts were becoming more...

It all started because of a football game. The first game to be exact. That was the most fucked up weekend of my life. My parents weren't home so we didn't have any restrictions. My name's Amy, I'm 5'6 with a very well built body for a 14 year old girl. I have 38C breasts and a nice ass. But I don't care for all that, its my eyes I love. Hazel, the type that if you watched close enough, you could see the colors change from light green to light brown. Thank god I'm a brunette though, I'm a very...

Alright, here's the next part. Yay for it not taking a thousand years! I'm pretty proud of this chapter, especially considering the brain fart state of mind I've been hanging out in... Thank you, everyone who gave me some ideas. I'm still deciding on how I am going to continue this story. I most likely will, but there will probably only be a chapter or two more. But, you will all be happy to know that I am starting another story as soon as this one is over. I'm really excited to post it; I really think you guys will like...

“Benjamin…” Samantha’s soft voice called out to me again. Oh man, this night just keeps getting better and better for me. Earlier I had gotten her to come over and study with me, my folks gone on a business trip for the next two weeks; our studies turned into so much more, she wanted to work on our ‘sexual studies’ and how those have come out!!! “Benjamin…” she calls to me once again, coming down the hall to my bedroom. Samantha is all but insatiable when it comes to sex; judging from the tone of her voice, she wants another go...

This is honestly my first story ever it was inspired by a true event that happen last year I decided to give it a go and write about. Please comment your opinions and if I should continue to write and any tips on how to get better. Thank you :) I was late to school again as I skated into the school I noticed the most beautiful girl I have ever seen get dropped off in front of me. She must have been knew since I has never seen her before she was beyond pretty she was perfect. She was about...

Copyright, 2012 Castlequeen My god, what a miserable experience. Senior Prom. A solid month of preparation, a two hundred dollar dress that will have me working for Mom all summer, a three hundred dollar pair of shoes that will see me enslaved to her postal/shipping/mailbox store until I'm fifty-six, and we can't forget the ninety dollar haircut. What did I get out of it? A rather mediocre dinner, some nice dancing, a great picture and my now ex-boyfriend attempting to get me to put out. I'm not a prude, far from it, but it just wasn't going to happen. I'm still...

Summers had always been a drag for me. Don't get me wrong I did some fun things with my family growing up, but I never really hung out with my friends, most of the time either I was too busy or they were busy so it just didn't workout. Now I am nineteen and finished my freshman year of college and another summer is dragging along. I'm just at my house relaxing while my family is out doing their own things. Watching a rerun episode of CSI I had seen about fifty times my phone buzzes. I look at it and...