Lightning in the Deep End
My hair looked like a zombie had attacked it. Greenish-bronze splotches from a DIY dye job gone wrong, frizzy from humidity, basically a disaster. And of course, today was the day ...
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My hair looked like a zombie had attacked it. Greenish-bronze splotches from a DIY dye job gone wrong, frizzy from humidity, basically a disaster. And of course, today was the day ...
Maya's fourth smoothie bowl attempt sat on the counter, looking nothing like the Pinterest inspiration. The **spinach** had turned the whole thing a murky brown instead of that aes...
The summer sun beat down on my palm as I gripped the concrete edge of the pool, pretending like I belonged here. I didn't. Everyone else seemed to know exactly what they were doing...
Maya stood by the pool's edge, clutching her red solo cup like it contained the antidote to social extinction. The water looked inviting—blue and sparkly—but jumping in meant atten...
Maya's palms were practically leaking as she stood outside Tyler's house, bass thumping through the walls like a second heartbeat. She'd spent forty-five minutes on her hair—curlin...
The summer air hummed with possibility as Marcus leaned against the backyard fence, Solo cup in hand, watching the party swirl around him like a carnival ride he couldn't quite fig...
Maya's reputation as the swim team's star was practically unbreakable until the spinach incident. She'd been scrolling through eco-beauty TikToks at 2 AM, convinced that natural in...
I parked myself behind the potted ficus, clutching my phone like a shield. From here, I could see everything without being seen—basically my whole personality encapsulated in one s...
The carnival music blared as Marco dragged me toward the dart booth. His varsity jacket said 'DOG' on the back — his teammates' joke about how he'd chase any ball, anywhere. I love...
The spinach in my teeth was apparently legendary. At least, that's what I found out when Mia accidentally shared her private group chat to the entire sophomore class. There it was—...
The first day of sophomore year, I found myself sandwiched between the popular kids and the nobody zone—a geographic purgatory in the school courtyard where losers like me went to ...
Maya's iPhone 13 buzzed in her pocket, probably another TikTok notification she didn't need. She gripped it anyway, her lifeline to the world where she was funny_corgi_girl with 12...