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Maya smoothed down the orange sundress she'd thrifted for an hour, her heart doing that weird fluttery thing that only happened around Caleb. She'd spent forty-five minutes curling...
I told Sam I could crush a fastball. Total bull. The only thing I'd ever crushed was my dignity in seventh grade gym class. "You're up," Sam said, tossing me the bat. His new dog,...
The hat smelled like him — that mix of citrus hair gel and the closet where he'd hidden his stash. Rio pulled the faded trucker cap low, pretending the brim could hide the fact tha...
Maya walked into third period AP Chem feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three hours of sleep after finishing that scholarship application would do that to you. She slumped into he...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool clutching his iPhone like a lifeline. The screen displayed Jordan's latest Instagram story—everyone at the party, everyone having the kind of s...
The spinach had been stuck in my braces for twenty minutes, and I still hadn't worked up the courage to dig it out with my tongue. I was too busy trying to look cool while Mia, who...
Marcus hadn't planned to spend the last Friday before junior year stuffed inside a polyester bear costume that smelled like middle school boys' locker room, but here he was. The ca...
Marcus stood at the plate, the bat feeling heavier than usual. Tonight's game wasn't just another matchup — it was against Central, and everyone from school was watching. Even Chlo...
Maya's orange hair was practically glowing under the stadium lights. She'd dyed it last week—spur-of-the-moment, rebellion against her mom's "professional appearance" lecture for s...
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her phone case as she refreshed Instagram for the third time in two minutes. She was basically a professional social media spy at this ...
I'd been functioning like a zombie for three weeks straight. Between AP exams, track practice, and my mom constantly asking if I'd taken my vitamin D supplements (because apparentl...
The bathroom mirror showed exactly what I'd feared: bright orange streaks in my dark brown hair, courtesy of a DIY dye kit I'd totally misread. Awesome. First day at Northwood High...