Palm Trees and Curveballs
Leo's palms were sweating so bad they left actual marks on his clipboard. Which was humiliating. Everything about summer baseball camp was humiliating—especially Coach Miller, a to...
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Leo's palms were sweating so bad they left actual marks on his clipboard. Which was humiliating. Everything about summer baseball camp was humiliating—especially Coach Miller, a to...
Maya's legs burned as she kept running, her orange high-tops flashing against the asphalt. Behind her, the cafeteria's roar faded, but Jordan's laugh still echoed in her ears. "You...
Toby's first day as a freshman felt like walking into a lion's den — if the lions were wearing hype beast sneakers and judging everyone's TikTok follower counts. The cafeteria's so...
Maya's parents were finally out of town, which meant one thing: the house party that could make or break her entire sophomore year status. The playlist was cued. The snacks were ar...
Jordan's third day at Mario's Pizza was going fine until the cable guy showed up. Jordan was 16, crushing hard on Maya, and currently rocking a very visible spinach leaf between th...
The first party of junior year. My first time showing the orange hair at school. My stomach was doing literal backflips. I stood by the lake in my one-piece, clutching my towel li...
Marcus's heart hammered like he'd been **running** laps instead of just standing at the concession stand. The **spinach** wedge from his spinach dip had somehow wedged itself betwe...
I pulled my beanie down lower, trying to disappear into the couch cushions. My older sister's graduation party raged outside — the splashing of the pool, the bass from some terribl...
Maya's orange hair wasn't a choice anymore — it was her armor. Freshman year at Crestwood High, and she'd already learned that standing out was better than disappearing into the ba...
Maya's palms were practically leaking she was so nervous, which was ridiculous considering she was just sitting in the bleachers, not even playing. But Lucas was down there on the ...
The pool party at Bryce's house was basically social suicide, but Maya showed up anyway. Finals had turned her into a total zombie—dead inside, surviving on caffeine and Spotify pl...
Maya's hair had been through seven different transformations since freshman year started. Currently it was a messy bun that defied gravity and basic physics, held together by hope ...