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Maya's brain felt like a straight-up zombie, three weeks into junior year and already running on empty. She stared at the **goldfish** bowl on her desk, watching Cheese swim in end...
I've basically mastered the art of being invisible in the cafeteria. It's a skill, honestly—like being a secret agent whose mission is to gather intelligence without anyone noticin...
Maya's iPhone screen stared back at her, spiderweb cracks spreading across her reflection like someone had smashed her social life into a thousand jagged pieces. Three unread texts...
Marcus stood on the pitcher's mound, sweat dripping down his temple like he was in the middle of July instead of this crisp October evening. I watched from the bleachers, my stomac...
Marcus stood at home plate, the baseball bat feeling like a lead pipe in his sweaty hands. The Friday night lights were blinding, but not nearly as blinding as Taylor in the stands...
Marcus shuffled into third period Monday morning feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three consecutive nights of CoD with the squad'll do that to you. His eyes burned, his brain fel...
Maya's frizzy hair had other plans. She'd spent forty-five minutes with the straightener, but the moment she stepped outside, humidity declared war. Whatever. She threw it in a mes...
The pool deck at Tyler's house was basically a social minefield. Maya adjusted her swimsuit for the tenth time, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. Three notifications. Two Snapc...
Maya's hands shook as she adjusted her swim cap, the chlorine stinging her nose. Today was the day. Varsity swim tryouts, and if she made it, she'd finally be somebody at Northwood...
Maya dragged herself through third period, feeling like a straight-up zombie. Late-night TikTok scrolling will do that to you. She caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror—dark...
Maya adjusted the strap of her backpack, pretending to be deeply interested in the concessions menu while actually keeping her eyes locked on the varsity baseball field. This was d...
Maya's hair had transformed into a frizzy disaster after that DIY bleach job. Her mom said it looked "beachy," but Maya knew it looked like she'd stuck her finger in an electrical ...