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I felt like a **zombie** walking into Tyler's backyard party. Three days of finals, zero sleep, and now this—a social minefield where one wrong move could explode my entire reputat...
Maya's mom had dropped her off at Jessica's house with a warning about "those wild high school parties." Maya rolled her eyes so hard it practically hurt. This wasn't a rager — it ...
Marcus adjusted his snapback, trying to look casual as he leaned against the chain-link fence. From here, he had the perfect view of Jennifer's backyard pool party — the social eve...
I felt like a zombie. Not the cool Netflix kind with perfect contouring and badass one-liners. I'm talking barely-functioning-on-three-hours-of-sleep zombie. Junior year was absolu...
The iPhone buzzed in my pocket, a rhythmic reminder that somewhere, somehow, everyone was having more fun than me. I clutched it like a lifeline while leaning against the chain-lin...
Tyler adjusted his cap, sweat pooling at the hairline. Trying out for the travel baseball team wasn't supposed to feel like swallowing broken glass, but here he was. "You're up, k...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, doom-scrolling through TikToks at 2 AM while the rest of the house slept. The blue light washed over her face as she watched people her...
Maya's life was divided into two worlds: the **baseball** field where everyone worshipped her older brother Ryan, and the **swimming** pool where she was invisible. Or at least, s...
Maya felt like a zombie. Not the cool, glittery kind from TV shows—the actual exhausted, sleep-deprived, brain-has-turned-to-mush kind that resulted from staying up until 3 AM fini...
Maya's iphone buzzed for the third time in thirty seconds. 'R U coming?' flashed across the screen from Zach, along with three sweaty-face emojis. She stood outside the padel cour...
Maya's life felt like one long Monday. She dragged herself through the hallways of Jefferson High feeling like a total zombie—thanks to staying up till 3 AM scrolling through TikTo...
Sixteen-year-old Maya dragged herself through the school hallway feeling like a total zombie. Three AP classes, volleyball practice, and student council meetings had turned her int...