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Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her dress for the third time, clutching her iphone like it was her only lifeline. The party raged around her—some senior's hous...
Zara wasn't exactly having the time of her life at Jordan's Sweet Sixteen, but her mom had insisted she make an effort. The escape room place had seemed cool enough on Instagram—py...
Maya smoothed her dress for the twentieth time, her heart doing somersaults. The "Welcome Back" party thumped with bass heavy enough to rattle the windows. "Stop fidgeting," her c...
The backyard humidity hit me like a wall. I stood at the edge of Maddie's above-ground pool, clutching my towel like a security blanket, while half the sophomore class splashed aro...
Maya's mom had gone full health-nut mode that summer. 'Your body needs proper fuel,' she'd announced, placing a sliced papaya on the kitchen counter like it was some kind of exotic...
The papaya mango smoothie was already melting against my palm, leaving cold condensation rings on my denim shorts. I'd ordered it because Maya likes them, but honestly? It tasted l...
Maya's first shift at Tropical Blends was supposed to be chill. Just her, the blender, and an endless supply of fruit. But then Chase walked in. Chase Evans, junior varsity soccer...
Maya stood in the corner of Jake's basement, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. The music thumped against her chest, but her thoughts were way louder. Why did she c...
The bass vibrated through my chest as I stood by the snack table, clutching a red solo cup like it was a lifeline. My first real party. At Tyler's house. Where Leo was. I'd been c...
Maya stared at her iPhone screen, the blue light washing over her face at 11:47 PM. Three dots had been blinking for what felt like forever – Jordan was still typing. Probably comp...
The first rule of working at Pet Universe: never let the animals mingle. Especially not the **cat** section with the **goldfish** wall. I learned this the hard way when a customer'...
Maya perched on the edge of the pool, legs dangling in the water that felt way too cold for June graduation parties. The social pyramid at Lincoln High had placed her firmly at the...