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Maya's bedroom glowed with the blue light of her screen at 2 AM. Her friends were still in the voice chat, deep in zombie mode on their favorite game. She should have been sleeping...
Marcus's iPhone 13 buzzed against his thigh—third notification this minute. The group chat was blowing up. "U COMING???" "dude party starts in 10" "she's gonna be there" Marcus g...
Maya sat on the bleachers, watching the lunchtime **padel** game like she was studying for finals. The cool kids—Jordan, Chloe, and their crew—dominated the court, laughing at insi...
The orange hair was supposed to be the change. The new me. College applications, fresh start, all that. Instead, I just looked like a traffic cone with trust issues. "You look lik...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was as real as geometry class, and I'd been stuck somewhere near the middle—visible enough to get noticed, invisible enough to get trampled. Un...
The boardwalk smelled like cotton candy and desperation, which was basically the vibe of our entire sophomore year anyway. Maya dared me to get my palm read at that sketchy booth b...
The baseball cap was pulled low, my brother's old Padres hat swallowed my forehead like it was trying to hide me entirely. Good. That was the point. I stood at the edge of the poo...
Chloe stared at the Instagram story again. Her iPhone screen glowed in the dim light of her bedroom, showing Madison and the rest of the varsity squad at the padel court, laughing ...
My phone buzzed in my pocket — third time in five minutes. The group chat was blowing up about Tyler's pool party, and I wasn't even there yet. "You coming or what?" the latest me...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically wring out her hands. She gripped her iPhone tighter, staring at the text message that had been haunting her for three days. ...
Leo's vintage orange t-shirt stuck to his back like a second skin, the kind of bold fashion choice that screamed confidence he definitely didn't feel. The baseball field lights buz...
Maya crouched behind the chain-link fence like a total spy, knees grass-stained, heart doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when she watched them play. The popular kids d...