Second Serve
Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought she might drop her phone. The group chat was blowing up: 'U coming???' 'Tryouts at 4' 'Everyone gonna b there' She ran a hand throu...
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Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought she might drop her phone. The group chat was blowing up: 'U coming???' 'Tryouts at 4' 'Everyone gonna b there' She ran a hand throu...
Maya's mom had finally done it. Joined a pyramid scheme. Not just any pyramid scheme — this one sold 'premium hair products' that promised to transform your life, your love life, a...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tracing the disastrous layers. The stylist had called it "modern textured," but Maya called it a social suicide mission. Three inches shorter...
Maya stood in her kitchen, clutching her phone like it might spontaneously combust. Three texts from Jordan: *"On my way," * "Can't wait," * "You got this."* She did not got this...
My social life was basically like a pyramid scheme—I was at the bottom, looking up at everyone else's perfect Instagram lives while wondering why my reality felt so messy. Enter: t...
Maya stared at her cracked iPhone screen, thumb hovering over Jake's Instagram for the third time today. His stories popped up first thing every morning — padel tournaments with th...
Maya's eyes burned like she'd been staring at her phone screen for three hours straight. Which she had. The Discord server was blowing up about Jordan's party tonight — the one eve...
Maya Chen leaned against the bathroom counter, staring at the box of orange hair dye like it contained nuclear secrets. At seventeen, she'd spent her entire high school career bein...
Standing poolside in a bikini that felt like a costume I hadn't rehearsed for, I understood why people gave up on swimming after elementary school. There was nowhere to hide. "You...
The Country Club's padel courts gleamed under the California sun like something out of a Netflix show I wasn't cool enough to binge. I, Maya Chen, fifteen and notoriously unathleti...
The swim team locker room already smelled like chlorine and insecurity. I'd been avoiding the pool for three weeks, ever since that epic belly-flop during finals — everyone said I ...
Maya stared at the box of orange hair dye like it was a bomb. Well, technically it WAS going to blow up her life. "You're seriously doing this?" Chloe popped another piece of gum....