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Maya's first mistake was wearing her favorite orange shirt to Skylar's end-of-summer party. Second mistake: actually showing up. The papaya sat innocently on the snack table, its ...
Strike three! You're out. Leo dragged his cleats through the dirt, his dad's disgusted gaze burning hotter than the afternoon sun. Another game, another fail. The varsity baseball...
My sphinx cat, Pixel, sat on my desk like a judgmental hairless potato, watching me panic-scroll through the group chat for the third time in five minutes. "You don't understand,"...
The humidity hung thick and heavy like a wet blanket over Marcus's backyard, where the annual end-of-summer pool party raged on. I pressed my iPhone against my sweating palm, doom-...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually dripping onto her favorite ripped jeans. First house party of sophomore year, and her mom had made her promise to text every hour. The wo...
Marcus's dad was in his bullish era, which unfortunately meant Marcus was too. "Padel is the fastest-growing sport," his dad announced in the car, crypto podcast blasting. "It's g...
Maya felt like a **zombie** as she dragged herself to Tyler's pool party—three consecutive nights of scrolling TikTok until 3 AM will do that to you. Her **iPhone** buzzed in her p...
The cable was frayed at the ends, dangling from the stadium rafters like a dead snake. Jax stuffed it into his backpack, heart hammering. If Coach caught him stealing the school's ...
Maya stared at her iphone screen, thumb hovering over the send button. The text to Chloe—her best friend since kindergarten—sat there, mocking her. 'Dude, are you actually mad at m...
I'd been basically spying on him from behind the concession stand for twenty minutes, which is low-key pathetic even for me. Jake was hanging by the deep end with his friends, laug...
Marcus crushed the Flintstones vitamin in his palm, exactly like he did before every game. It was his thing—his weird, slightly embarrassing pregame ritual that somehow calmed his ...
Maya had been *spying* on Kai's Instagram for forty-five minutes when her little brother burst into her room. "Maya! Mom says you have to try this!" Leo waved a slice of bright o...