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Maya's hair refused to cooperate that morning, frizzing into something resembling a startled poodle. She tamed it into a messy bun and prayed nobody noticed the green speck of spin...
Jackson pulled the brim of his baseball hat lower, doing his best impression of someone definitely not spying on his former best friend. The brim was bent in that specific way—that...
Maya gripped the cold can of orange soda until her knuckles turned white. The summer humidity wrapped around her like a second skin, and she could feel the sweat collecting in her ...
Marcus stood in the cafeteria, staring at the lunch lady's scoop of spinach mush like it held the answers to the universe. Freshman year felt like one long awkward pause, and he wa...
Maya's vintage bucket hat was supposed to be her armor. When she spotted Ethan across the pool party—board shorts, effortless confidence, that smile that made her stomach do backfl...
I became a master spy by accident. It started with swimming — specifically, the way I'd float near the pool's edge during Marco's parties, ears pricked like a dolphin, catching fra...
Maya's fox costume was supposed to be ironic—a vintage finds score that screamed "I don't care" while actually caring way too much. But now, standing in McKenzie's crowded living r...
Maya's summer glow-up wasn't going according to plan. Standing in her kitchen at 7 AM, staring down a papaya that looked suspiciously like an alien organ, Maya questioned every li...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stepped through the gate of Jessica's pool party. The whole sophomore class seemed to be there, already bronzing like they'd been summer-ready s...
Maya's hair had declared war on humidity that morning, exploding into a frizzy halo she'd spent twenty minutes trying to tame before surrendering and yanking her oldest beanie down...
Leo adjusted his swim trunks for the third time, the fabric bunching uncomfortably around his thighs. Above him, Jordan's house pulsed with bass-heavy music that vibrated through t...
Maya pressed herself against the lockers, holding her breath like she was some kind of amateur spy on a mission. But she wasn't spying. She was just avoiding Tyler, whose voice car...