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Maya's sophomore year was shaping up to be a disaster. She'd accidentally become the school's unofficial **spy**—not because she was sneaky, but because she had locker #213, perfec...
The pool deck shimmered with heat waves as fifteen-year-old Jamar adjusted his whistle, feeling like a total fraud. He'd only gotten the lifeguard gig because his mom knew the comm...
Maya's sophomore year had been one long exercise in feeling invisible—until the day she realized someone was definitely watching her. It started small. Her Instagram story views i...
Harper's hair was the first thing to go. The swim team coach said it was 'drag,' but Harper knew the truth — her perfectly good curls were just too much personality for the Fairfie...
Maya's heart pounded like she'd been running miles, but she'd only walked through the gate. The annual July 4th pool party at Jake's house—the social event of the summer—loomed bef...
Maya's iPhone screen flashed 12% as the thunder rattled the windowpane. Great. Just great. She was at Jake's party—actually the first party she'd been invited to all freshman year...
Maya pressed her back against the side of the house, heart pounding like she'd been *running* a marathon instead of just crouch-walking across Mrs. Henderson's prize-winning hydran...
Maya stared at the cafeteria's invisible social pyramid, her lunch tray feeling heavier than her backpack. At the apex sat the influencers, their phones raised like modern scepters...
Maya's freshman year had been one long exercise in being invisible. Which was fine. Better than the alternative—being noticed for the wrong reasons. But when Jenna from chem class ...
Maya's brain was absolutely frying. Third period lunch. The cafeteria. The ultimate social hierarchy battlefield. She sat across from Jake, trying to look chill, trying to look lik...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating. She wiped them on her denim shorts for the third time, watching Jordan Bradley laugh with his friends by the pool. The water re...
Maya smoothed her vintage sundress for the third time, praying her palms weren't actually sweating. Tonight was supposed to be her night—the dinner party where she'd finally impres...