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I looked in the mirror and wanted to scream. My hair, supposed to be beach-blonde from the hair, skin, and nail vitamins I'd been taking religiously, had turned an alarming shade o...
The invitation sat on my nightstand like a dare: Mason's annual pool party. The social pyramid of Northwood High had been crystal clear since day one—Mason and his crew at the top,...
The pool party at Tyler's house was exactly the kind of social minefield I'd been avoiding all summer. Chlorine hung thick in the humid July air, mixing with the scent of coconut s...
My palms were sweating through my cutoffs at Maya's party—classic freshman energy, right? The social pyramid at Lincoln High had me at the bottom, barely visible beneath the varsit...
Maya dragged her lifeguard whistle across the chain, watching Travis'spool party rage below. From her chair, everyone looked like synchronized zombies—same outfits, same dance move...
Maya stood at the edge of the crowded kitchen, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. This was it—her first real high school party, and she was definitely at the bottom...
The polyester bear suit smelled like three years of middle schoolers' sweat and industrial deodorant spray. Marcus zipped it up over his clothes, his phone slipping from his hand o...
Maya's hair took three hours to perfect. The curling iron had become her new best friend since seventh grade, a ritual she couldn't skip, especially not tonight. Not when Lucas wou...
Maya's transformation was supposed to be legendary. New school, new Maya. Friday night at Jessica's house party was the perfect launch point for her reinvention. She'd spent forty...
The mid-July sun baked the asphalt as Mateo stood at the edge of the pool, towel clutched like a security blanket. This was it—the moment that would define his entire sophomore yea...
The carnival lights blurred together like someone had smeared neon paint across my vision. I stood there, clutching a plastic bag containing the world's most pathetic goldfish, whi...
Maya tugged at her orange bikini strap for the fiftieth time. It kept digging into her shoulder, but honestly? That wasn't even the worst part. The worst part was that everyone els...