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Maya's scissors hovered over her reflection in the dead silence of 2:47 AM. The bathroom fluorescents buzzed like an insect trapped in glass. Her waist-length waves—hair she'd spen...
Maya felt like a zombie, her eyes glazed from scrolling through her iPhone until 3 AM. The blue light had hollowed her out, leaving just another sleep-deprivation victim shuffling ...
Maya's hand trembled as she reached for the coaxial cable behind her locker. 402 "You're seriously doing this?" Chloe whispered, her doe eyes wide. "If Tanner catches you, you're ...
I was running, again. Third time this week. pounding the pavement behind the elementary school, gym shoes squeaking against the asphalt, breath hitching in my chest like it always...
Maya felt like a zombie, her third all-nighter in a row catching up with her during summer break. Her best friend Kai had insisted she come to the country club, claiming there was ...
My lucky baseball cap was basically my emotional support animal. Freshman year, and I was still that kid who'd rather disappear into the bleachers than actually talk to people. So ...
I sprint through the chaotic hallway, my heart pounding like it's gonna explode out of my chest. Being five minutes late to Mr. Henderson's history class is basically a death sente...
The humidity was already ridiculous at 7 PM when Marcus arrived at Jasmine's pool party. His older cousin had loaned him his vintage truck, and Marcus felt cool pulling up to the h...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she leaned against the chain-link fence, clutching her orange Gatorade like a lifeline. First high school baseball game, first time seeing Lucas wit...
Maya and I sat on her roof, same spot every Friday since seventh grade. The orange glow of sunset hit the power lines stretched between houses like guitar strings she'd never learn...
Marcus's golden retriever, Buster, had zero chill. Which was exactly why Marcus was currently sprinting down the street at 7 PM, chasing his dog who'd decided that today was the da...
Maya tugged the brim of her baseball cap lower, praying the earth would swallow her whole before she had to actually bat. The orange slices her mom packed sat in her pocket, sweati...