Breathing Underwater
Maya clutched her lucky swim cap like a lifeline. Across the pool deck, her best friend since seventh grade was deep in conversation with the new girl from AP Bio—laughing at somet...
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Maya clutched her lucky swim cap like a lifeline. Across the pool deck, her best friend since seventh grade was deep in conversation with the new girl from AP Bio—laughing at somet...
My summer job at Chen's Market was supposed to be easy. Stock shelves, smile at customers, save money for concert tickets. Instead, it became the summer my social life died. It st...
Maya dragged herself into third period, running on two hours of sleep and vibes that could best be described as a zombie apocalypse in progress. Her AP History essay was due at mid...
Maya adjusted her hair for the thousandth time, checking her reflection in the darkened patio door. The curls were frizzing in the humidity, and no amount of product could tame the...
The vitamin supplements clattered as Maya shoved them into her backpack. Her dad's voice echoed in her head: "You need the edge, Maya. Baseball scouts don't wait for anyone." At fi...
Maya stared at her reflection in the country club bathroom mirror, her curly hair frizzing in the humidity like she'd stuck her finger in an electrical socket. Great. Just what she...
Maya's hair was supposed to be cherry-red rebellion, but it looked more like a highlighter explosion. Her mom's ancient hair dryer had hummed like a dying spacecraft while Maya wor...
Maya's bedroom was a sanctuary of bad lighting and better vibes, but tonight the cable was out. Again. The fifth season of her show was buffering into oblivion, and she was suppose...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was simple but brutal: seniors at the apex, freshmen struggling at the base, and everyone else plotting their ascent. I'd been orbiting the mid...
Maya's hair was supposed to be cascading beach waves. Instead, she looked like a poodle that had gotten electrocuted in a windstorm. "You look... unique?" her best friend Chloe of...
Maya had been my best friend since kindergarten, but somewhere between middle school and sophomore year, we'd started drifting into different universes. She was all field hockey an...
The community pool shimmered like an oasis in July heat, but Maya stood frozen at the edge, clutching her towel like a security blanket. Everyone else was already in—screaming, spl...