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Maya's orange hair was supposed to be her rebellion. Her mom had freaked, obviously, but that was kind of the point. Standing at this bonfire party with sand between her toes, she ...
Marcus's chest burned. His lungs screamed. But he kept running. Not because he wanted to—because he had to. The senior track captain had bet he couldn't complete the entire cross-...
Maya's brain felt like a zombie chewing on cardboard—three hours of sleep, finals week, and somehow she'd agreed to participate in the school's Winter Showcase. Now she stood backs...
Maya adjusted her hair for the tenth time in the reflection of her phone screen. The frizzy curls refused to cooperate, but she had bigger problems than bad hair day sabotage. She ...
Maya's brain felt like a zombie after three hours of SAT prep. When Jenna texted "pool party @ my place, everyone coming!!" she wanted to bail. But her mom was already pushing her ...
My palms were sweating like I'd just run a marathon, which was ridiculous considering I was just sitting on Maya's front porch waiting for her to answer the door. First official da...
Jordan stood frozen outside the community center, clutching their padel racket like a shield. The fluorescent glow from the windows made the whole building look like some mystical ...
I stood by the pool edge, clutching my towel like a lifeline. Everyone else was already swimming—Jake doing cannonballs off the diving board, Chloe floating on an inflatable flamin...
Maya's palms were sweating as she stood by the **pool** edge, clutching her cup of lukewarm soda like it was a lifeline. This was supposed to be the party of the year—Jake's house,...
The bonfire crackled against the dark sky, palm trees swaying like they were dancing to the bass thumping from someone's bluetooth speaker. I was low-key dying inside, doomscrollin...
Maya pulled her dad's oversized Chicago Bulls snapback lower, practically drowning in it. Freshman year at Westwood High, and she'd already learned rule number one: don't be notice...
Maya's phone buzzed with the fifth notification from Leo's new "wellness pyramid" scheme. 😒 As if anyone at Northwood High actually believed selling crystal-infused water would mak...