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The country club parking lot felt like walking into a different universe. My flip-flops were definitely not the right brand, and I could practically feel the judgment radiating off...
Maya's new year resolution had been simple: become unrecognizable by spring. Sixteen years of blending into the background had been enough. Now, staring at her reflection in the ba...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically wring them out. Three texts from Kai sat on her lock screen—u coming??—and she was still standing outside Jordan's house lik...
The chlorine stung my eyes, but I refused to emerge from the **pool**. Down here, underwater, the muffled sounds of Marcus's party felt distant, manageable. I'd been hiding for sev...
The pool party rager at Tyler's house was exactly where I didn't want to be. Don't get me wrong, I love hanging, but when you're the only one not getting in the water because you'r...
Maya pulled her bucket **hat** down low, trying to disappear into the lawn chair. The annual summer pool party at Sarah's house—the social event of the season—buzzed around her lik...
Maya slid into her usual seat, casually positioning her phone to capture the perfect angle of Jake across the cafeteria. The unofficial social pyramid of Northwood High placed him ...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset copper. Instead, it came out screaming ORANGE — like traffic cone, construction zone, absolutely not subtle orange. "It's bold," her best fri...
Maya stared at the goldfish bowl on her nightstand. Goldie stared back, mouth opening and closing in what she swore was judgment. "You're literally useless," she told the fish. "...
Maya adjusted the brim of her dad's old baseball **hat**, trying to look casual as she stepped onto the **padel** court. The country club's summer clinic had been her mom's idea—so...
Everything changed at Jesse's pool party, the night before senior year. I was **running** on pure caffeine and anxiety, mostly because Sarah—the girl I'd been crushing on since sev...
Maya's palms were so sweaty she could barely grip her phone. Across the pool party, Jake was laughing with his friends, his hair still wet from swimming earlier, and honestly? It w...