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I double-knotted my orange laces, heart hammering like I'd just ghosted my crush. Which I had. Yesterday. "You're not seriously quitting, are you?" Chloe stood there with her pyra...
Marcus stood at the edge of the community pool, chlorine stinging his nose. His palms were sweating so much he thought they'd slip right off his lifeguard chair. Below him, the swi...
Maya's thumbs flew across her iPhone screen, heart doing that stupid flutter thing it always did when Leo's name popped up. The party raged around her—bas-heavy Spotify playlist, p...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her solo cup like it was a lifeline. The water shimmered with that perfect Instagram-filter glow, kids her age cannonballing and...
Maya's orange Conversese squeaked against the gym floor—she'd dyed them herself last weekend, three bottles of Fanta-orange fabric dye because black was "basic" and she needed some...
Maya's palms were basically waterfall level sweaty—gross, but also, like, fair. It was only the biggest day of her freshman year. "You're going to be fine," Zara said, adjusting t...
4:45 AM. My alarm blared like a dying siren, and I reached for my phone with fingers that basically belonged to a corpse. Practice started in thirty minutes. "You're literally a z...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically fill a pool. Which was ironic, considering she was standing next to one. "Yo Maya, you good?" Marcus asked, already shirtle...
I was supposed to be the baseball star. That was the plan since Little League. Tyler Hayes, freshman phenom, destined for varsity, maybe even college scholarships. But nobody told ...
Maya's hair had been a disaster since she hacked at it with kitchen scissors at 2 AM after binge-walking zombie movies until her brain felt like mush. Now she had uneven bangs that...
Maya was running late. Like, seriously late — the kind of late that makes you question every life choice that led to this moment. Her friend Kai had been texting her for twenty min...
Maya's summer was supposed to be about swim team practices and hanging at the pool with her besties, but instead she was stuck at her dad's weekend baseball tournaments watching he...