Lightning in the Deep End
My adidas bucket hat wasn't just accessories—it was my entire personality. Or at least, the only part of myself I felt safe showing at Jessica's pool party. I'd been crushing on h...
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My adidas bucket hat wasn't just accessories—it was my entire personality. Or at least, the only part of myself I felt safe showing at Jessica's pool party. I'd been crushing on h...
Maya stared at her reflection in horror. The hair dye box said "caramel brown," but her hair now looked like a pyramid scheme gone wrong—dark at the roots, suspiciously orange in t...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had seven distinct tiers, and I was definitely rock bottom. That's why when Maya—the actual Maya, who sat at Tier Three and wore vintage band t...
Maya pulled the vintage fox hat down over her ears, nervous heat rising to her cheeks. It was stupid to wear something so attention-grabbing to Skylar's party, but the hat was her ...
I never thought I'd be wearing a giant foam bear head in front of the entire school, but here we are. The things we do for crushes, right? It started when Tyler—the gorgeous, dist...
The pool party was giving major main character energy, except I was definitely not the main character. I was that one awkward background extra clutching a solo cup like it was a li...
Maya stood by the snack table, clutching her red plastic cup like it contained the secrets to survival. The house party of the year, and she was currently debating whether fake-run...
Chase felt like a straight-up zombie. Three nights of binge-watching The Walking Dead on cable will do that to you. But when Maya texted 'pool party @ Jake's — u coming?' he dragge...
The community pool smelled like junior year nostalgia and too much chlorine. I floated on my back, staring up at the hazy sky, while my best friend Marcus splashed water directly i...
The hat was practically glued to my head at this point. Mom's brilliant solution to my buzzcut disaster—that I did to myself, thank you very much—was this navy bucket hat that scre...
Maya's Instagram story had eight views. Eight. She refreshed, stomach doing that familiar knot-thing, like she'd swallowed a goldfish whole. Her followers had grown since she start...
I felt like a total spy, crouched behind the pool house with my phone clutched in my sweaty hand. Summer was supposed to be chill, but here I was, spying on Maya's party like a tot...