Teen Ink

“Is that her?” “What? Who?” “Shh … here she comes.” “Oh … her.” We avert our eyes as she walks by. We clutch our books tightly to our chests, stare down at our...

I’ve been watching him for days now. When he leaves his house to go to school, I’m the one carefully tailing him, switching cars every day to make myself look less suspicious. If he ever sneaks...

   "[sniff sniff] "Oh, no! Not the same old cat food again." I was about to go on strike, but the growl of my belly was too much. I sometimes wished I could get out of...