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Maya's reflection in the pool bathroom mirror confirmed her worst nightmare: a massive piece of spinach wedged between her front teeth. She'd been smiling at Jake—the cute junior s...
Maya stared at the box of dye as if it might explode. SPLAT Orange Sunset — the most aggressive shade on the clearance rack at CVS. Her hands trembled slightly, not from fear but f...
Maya felt like her attention span had shrunk to the size of a goldfish—three seconds, maybe four if she was lucky. Her phone buzzed again. Instagram notification. TikTok ping. Snap...
The zombie apocalypse didn't come with brains and carnage. It arrived slowly, through sophomore year algebra, until Maya was walking through hallway battles with dead eyes and zero...
Maya's phone buzzed with the eighth text from Jasmine since lunch. "u coming 2 the party?? everyone's gonna be there" Maya stared at her ceiling fan, spinning like her overthinkin...
The mission dossier said "infiltrate teenage society seamlessly" but the Agency clearly underestimated 10th grade geometry. I adjusted my fake glasses—real prescription, fake iden...
I looked like a zombie, felt like a zombie, and apparently, played padel like one too. "Bro, you're moving in slow motion," Marcus laughed, effortlessly smashing the ball past me....
Maya's parents had dragged her to the country club again, claiming she needed 'more variety' in her summer activities. Which was how she ended up at the padel court at 10 AM on a S...
The padel court smelled like summer and desperation. Jake stood at the glass wall, heart hammering against his ribs like it was trying to break out of his chest entirely. This was ...
The cable was out again. Of course. The one night Jordan finally worked up the courage to DM Skylar about the physics project, and the universe decided to cut her off completely. ...
Maya stood in the corner of Jackson's house party, nursing her orange soda while trying to look like she belonged. The kitchen buzzed with seniors who seemed to know exactly who th...
I felt like a total creep, playing spy from behind my phone screen. Taylor's Instagram story showed another "perfect" day — the fifth one this week. My thumb hovered over the scree...