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Maya had perfected the art of being invisible. Well, invisible-ish. Her black beanie — the one she refused to take off even in June — pulled down just enough that she could watch t...
Maya slouched at the edge of the cafeteria, secretly Instagram-stalking her ex-best friend's perfectly filtered life. Being a social media spy was pathetic, she knew, but after the...
The pool party loomed like a social Chernobyl, and my mom had just made it worse. "You need to stay hydrated," she said, shoving a jar of bright orange sludge into my hands. "It's...
Marcus's baseball cleats clicked against the wooden platform. Below, Miller Creek rushed over rocks, brown and deceptively deep. The rope cable—just a weathered line stretched betw...
The bleachers behind the varsity baseball field had become our sanctuary. Whenever practice ran late, my friends and I would perch there, watching the team through the chain-link f...
The cross country team didn't want me, and honestly, I didn't want them either. But freshman year at Northwood High, you needed something – anything – to not be invisible. So I fou...
The social pyramid at Northwood High wasn't built with stone but with rumors, followers, and whoever threw the best parties. I hovered somewhere near the middle invisible to the el...
My parents got Max the summer before freshman year, which meant I spent the most crucial social window of my life walking a 90-pound golden retriever with zero chill and an appetit...
Maya's hair was a disaster. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to perfect the messy waves her favorite TikTok tutorial promised, but humidity had other plans. Now her hair looke...
Maya's life split into two eras: Before the Spinach Incident, and After. The After era involved Marcus Chen's voice—"Nice spinach, Maya"—echoing in her head like a broken record, a...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her oversized bucket hat like it was some kind of force field against social interaction. The water glittered with that evil, inviting...
The pool party at Jessica's was supposed to be legendary, but I stood on the deck clutching my dad's oversized bucket hat like a life raft. Parties weren't exactly my comfort zone,...