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Maya's cousin Jasmine's pool party was supposed to be chill, but Maya's anxiety was running a marathon in her chest. She'd been crushing on Jasmine's older brother, Devin, since fr...
Leo's vintage Dodgers hat was his armor. Worn backward, pulled low enough to hide his eyes but not his insecurity. At fifteen, he'd mastered the art of blending into the background...
Maya smoothed her frizzy hair for the tenth time, her reflection in the bathroom mirror showing a girl who'd rather be anywhere but here. The invitation to Jake's pool party had se...
Maya stared at her **iphone**, her thumb hovering over the chat window. Three dots bounced, then stopped, then bounced again. Alex was typing. Probably going to cancel. Definitely ...
Maya's thumb hovered over her phone screen, refreshing. Again. Twelve new likes on her post from two hours ago. Not viral, but not dead in the water either. At fifteen, she'd learn...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically fill a water bottle. Not ideal when you're about to embarrass yourself in front of everyone at Jordan's end-of-summer party....
The screen illuminated Maya's face in the pool's blue darkness, her thumb scrolling through posts of people having more fun than she was. Summer party, her third this week, still h...
Maya's phone buzzed on her nightstand, the charging cable still tangled around her ankle from falling asleep mid-scroll again. 6:47 AM. Too early. "Your vitamin supplements are he...
Maya's hair wouldn't cooperate. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to perfect the messy beach waves that looked effortless on TikTok but apparently required actual witchcraft to...
The August heat wave had everyone flocking to Jade's pool, her backyard basically becoming the social headquarters of our sophomore summer. I was standing on the diving board, wate...
Maya felt like a walking zombie. Three hours of sleep, two energy drinks, and one brutal AP History test would do that to you. But tonight was Jordan's Halloween party, and she was...
The text came through at 2:47 AM, my iPhone screen blinding me in the dark. Emma's party. Tonight. Be there or be square. I'd been avoiding Emma since the incident at homecoming, ...