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Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought she might drop her iPhone into the grass. Not cool. Definitely not the vibe she was going for at Jake's end-of-summer pool party. "Y...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging her nose. The water rippled like liquid sapphire, and her stomach did that familiar flip-flop thing it always did when she had...
The first time Maya held a padel racquet, she felt like a fraud. Everyone else at the summer clinic had their own matching outfits and stupid expensive gear, while she showed up in...
The cafeteria smelled like boiled vegetables and desperation. I sat alone, staring at my lunchbox packed by my mom — papaya chunks next to a tangerine. Everyone else had Subway or ...
The text chain stared back at me: *U up?* I was. Obviously. It was 2 AM and I was doomscrolling through Instagram, watching everyone else live their best summer life while I roast...
Marcus stood at the plate, baseball bat heavy as obligation, his dad's voice echoing in his head: 'You're a natural, son.' The lie tasted like aluminum. Every swing at practice fel...
Maya's heart hammered like a trapped bird as she stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her towel like armor. The popular kids splashed and laughed in the crystal water, wh...
The orange ball flew past my ear for the third time that morning. I wiped sweat from my forehead with the back of my palm, knowing perfectly well I was terrible at padel. But Chloe...
Chloe's legs dangled in the **water**, her cutoff shorts already soaked through. The Friday night pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be legendary, but so far it was just a...
The neon bucket **hat** sat three inches above my head like a fluorescent crown of social suicide. My mom had bought it at the airport—"It'll be great for the pool party, Leo!"—and...
Three AM bathroom mirror illumination. Enter MAYA CHEN (16), armed with $7.99 hair dye from Target and absolutely no business attempting this. Box promises "sunset coral." Maya's h...
Maya's cat, Pumpkin, had been acting weird all week. That's what she told herself anyway. Actually, Pumpkin was fine—Maya was the one operating on three hours of sleep and caffeine...