What with the complex and mysterious vagaries of licensing deals, the ongoing availability of any one of these series is at best tenuous. But as of publication, we can confirm that the series listed below—and all the teen dramas contained therein—are just waiting for you to queue them up and hit Play. A note: With out ruthless curation, we know we might be missing some of your favorites. But so much better to have too much excellent teen television out there than too little. Still, we will continue to update and expand the list over time, so keep checking back! Meanwhile, you can also check out our lists of the best Teen TV shows streaming exclusively on Netflix and Hulu. Watch on Netflix.
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Across the wine stain, a Rajasthani man in khaki pants and a tucked-out shirt played ravanhatha that sounded like weeping. I scrambled for money. In twenty-first century India I am pale-skinned, walking into a glass cabin toward four suited men who nod at me approvingly from behind a long desk. I shaved the hairs on my knuckles and toes.
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A twisted take on "Little Red Riding Hood", with a teenage juvenile delinquent on the run from a social worker travelling to her grandmother's house and being hounded by a charming, but sadi Read all A twisted take on "Little Red Riding Hood", with a teenage juvenile delinquent on the run from a social worker travelling to her grandmother's house and being hounded by a charming, but sadistic, serial killer and pedophile. A twisted take on "Little Red Riding Hood", with a teenage juvenile delinquent on the run from a social worker travelling to her grandmother's house and being hounded by a charming, but sadistic, serial killer and pedophile. Vanessa Lutz : Holy shit! Look who got beaten with the ugly stick! Is that you, Bob? I can't believe such a teeny weeny little gun made such a big mess out of someone! You are so ugly, Bob!
Updated at p. ET on December 20, I knew nothing about Cole before meeting him; he was just a name on a list of boys at a private school outside Boston who had volunteered to talk with me or perhaps had had their arm twisted a bit by a counselor. The afternoon of our first interview, I was running late.