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The party at Cody's house was supposed to be legendary, but instead I was currently hiding in the bathroom, having a full-blown existential crisis. Outside, the bass from some terr...
The concrete burned against my bare feet as I stood at the edge of the pool, clutching my towel like it was a lifeline. Everyone else was already in the water, laughing and screami...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her denim shorts, leaving dark streaks on the fabric, just like she'd done every five minutes since lunch. "You're doing it ag...
Marcus yanked the orange hat lower on his forehead—his brother's old fitted cap, bleached by the sun into this weird peach color Marcus tried convincing himself was actually aesthe...
Maya stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching her towel like a lifeline. Her older sister's neon **orange** one-piece swimsuit glowed against her brown skin, the color so brigh...
Maya's fingers flew across her phone screen at 2:47 AM, eyes burning, heart racing. She wasn't texting. She was hunting. Three weeks ago, someone created a fake Instagram account ...
The cafeteria hummed with Friday energy. Marcus stared at the neon orange bottle on our table like it was radioactive. "Bro," he whispered. "My mom literally bought these 'Focus V...
I was in full zombie mode after staying up until 3 AM binge-watching, which honestly wasn't my brightest decision considering Jordan's pool party was basically the social event of ...
Maya's reflection stared back from her phone screen—she'd dyed her hair orange yesterday. A rebel move, her first act of defiance against her mom's "natural only" rule. Tonight, th...
Maya's palms were sweating — like, actually dripping — as she leaned against the locker bay next to Leo, the senior who'd transferred in three weeks ago and immediately become the ...
The text Maya sent me at 7 AM made absolutely no sense: "Papar test. U in?" I'd been **running** every morning since school ended, mostly because my older brother Jordan said it w...
Maya's fingers flew across her iPhone screen, doomscrolling through posts that made her feel like everyone else was living a life she'd somehow missed the memo on. Sophie's party l...