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I shuffled into Mr. Henderson's Pet Emporium feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three hours of sleep after finishing that history paper would do that to you. The air conditioning b...
Marcus stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, braces gleaming like a silver prison. First dinner at Riley's house and he was already spiraling. His palms were sweating, h...
Maya's hair was officially a disaster. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to recreate the beach waves from that TikTok tutorial, but somehow ended up looking like she'd stuck he...
Maya pulled her snapback down low, trying to disappear into her locker. First day at Ridgeview High, and she'd already managed to trip over her own feet in homeroom. Classic. "You...
Maya stared at her reflection, finger-combing her frizzy hair for the third time. The curls were doing that weird pyramid thing on top of her head again—like a sideways triangle of...
My phone buzzed. Group chat: *@the_shrek_crew* Jason: u coming to kayla's party tonight?? Aisha: yesss finally weekend vibes Marcus: finna be LIT 🔥 I stared at the screen. My thu...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers trembling as they brushed the bright orange strands that used to be boring brown. The hair dye box said "Fire Sunset," but her mom was defini...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She stared at her phone, thumb hovering over Jake's Instagram profile. Again. This was officially stalking, right? She'd become a total social m...
The swim team tryouts were tomorrow, and Maya's stomach did somersaults every time she thought about it. Her phone buzzed — group chat blowing up with everyone talking about who'd ...
Maya positioned herself strategically near the **pool**'s edge, a camera she'd "borrowed" from her photographer dad dangling around her neck. Everyone thought she was just taking a...
Coach Martinez called himself the Sphinx of track practice. "Answer me this," he'd say, clipboard in hand like some ancient stone tablet, "what runs on legs but never moves forward...
The bass from Maya's speakers shook my chest, or maybe that was just my heart. I'd been hiding in this corner for twenty minutes, nursing a flat soda and trying to look like I wasn...