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I'd dubbed myself Sphinx that summer—enigmatic, unreadable, always watching from behind the chain-link fence while the padel tournament blazed with life. Popular kids in coordinate...
The first thing I noticed about the Maplewood Country Club wasn't the manicured lawns or the会员们 lounging by the pool like seals in expensive swimwear. It was that everyone here mov...
Maya's hair had a mind of its own. Specifically, it wanted to be a giant frizzy halo, while Maya desperately wanted it to be sleek and straight like every other girl at Willow Cree...
Marcus's Bruins hat sat three inches too high on his head—his anxiety crown, as his little sister called it. He adjusted it for the fiftieth time, staring at his iPhone screen. The...
Maya's summer was officially mid. Her friends were all at camp or doing cool internships, while she was stuck working at the community pool. The only perk? Jake—the swim instructor...
Maya pressed herself against the pantry door, holding her breath like she was underwater. Through the crack in the doorframe, she could see him—Ethan Nguyen from AP Bio, standing i...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her stupid spinach wrap like a lifeline. The June graduation party was in full swing—literally. People were cannonballing off the divi...
The club pool sparkled like something out of a TikTok edit, but Maya felt about as smooth as a buffering video. She clutched her iPhone like it was her only connection to reality, ...
Maya's phone buzzed with another invitation to the country club. The Padel Elite squad. Again. Everyone who was anyone played padel now—the crisp white outfits, the TikTok-worthy s...
The July heat wave had turned everyone into zombies — literally, according to Leo's phone, which was glued to his hand like a second appendage. We were all supposed to be at Jacob'...
Leo's palms were sweating — like, actual dripping sweating — and he gripped the **baseball** bat anyway because Sarah was watching from the bleachers. She was scrolling her phone (...
Maya felt like a straight-up zombie as she dragged her flip-flops through the sand, finals week having absolutely drained her life force. The bonfire crackled ahead, casting long s...