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6:45 AM. My alarm screams like a dying cat, and I drag myself out of bed feeling like actual roadkill. Mom's already in the kitchen, holding out the orange bottle like it contains ...
Maya's iphone screen glowed against her face at 2 AM, the only light in her room as she doom-scrolled through seemingly perfect lives. Everyone was at Jordan's party except her—aga...
Leo's heart hammered against his ribs as he gripped the pool gate's cold metal until his knuckles turned white. The community pool pulsed with life—screams, splashes, Bluetooth bas...
The carnival goldfish swam in its plastic bag like my last shred of dignity. I stood at the edge of Sarah's above-ground pool, clutching Bella like she was the Holy Grail, while my...
Maya's stupid hat was already three sizes too big, sliding down over her eyes as she stood at the edge of Sarah's above-ground pool like a total loser. The neon green bucket hat ha...
Maya was halfway through her third hour of doom-scrolling when Jaden's text lit up her screen: *running away. come.* Maya grabbed her sneakers, her brain feeling like total zombie...
Leo adjusted his cap, nerves doing cartwheels in his stomach. The baseball field was packed—everyone was watching, including Maya from fourth period English. Coach Miller yelled, "...
Maya's phone buzzed with another group chat notification. The squad was at the padel courts again, and she wasn't there. "You coming?" Chloe's text read, followed by three sweatin...
Maya's orange one-piece felt like a neon sign screaming LOOK AT ME. She stood at the edge of Coach Henderson's pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline while the popular kids loun...
I was running late. Again. My hair was still damp from my rushed shower, frizzing in the humidity as I sprinted toward the school building. Senior year was supposed to be different...
The summer before freshman year, I dyed my hair orange. Not the cute "strawberry blonde" orange I saw on TikTok that everyone was obsessing over. I'm talking traffic cone, safety...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her oversized bucket hat like a shield against the universe. Her hair—already frizzing in the July heat—was a situation. A whole...