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My first day at Pinecrest Padel Club felt like walking into a music video where everyone knew the choreography except me. Mom's new boyfriend, Rick, had gotten us a membership, and...
Maya gripped her padel racket until her knuckles turned white, waiting for Tyler to notice her from across the court. He didn't. He was too busy laughing with Perfect Hannah, whose...
Maya's blue hair wasn't supposed to look like this. More like "accidentally drowned in Kool-Aid" than "cool anime protagonist," but she'd already committed to the $20 box dye and t...
Marcus's iPhone buzzed in his pocket like a guilty secret, but he ignored it. He was supposed to be at Carter's party right now, the one everyone had been hyping all week. Instead,...
Maya stood outside the neon-lit PetWorld, her heart doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when she was about to make a decision that could absolutely wreck her social life...
Maya hadn't responded to my texts in three days. That might not sound like a big deal, but we'd been inseparable since seventh grade, connected at the brain stem like some two-head...
Jordan was running—literally and metaphorically. Track star, scholarship hopeful, totally crushing it. Except for the swimming unit in gym. Starting next week. She'd managed to a...
Maya stood at the edge of the water, her toes curling against the cool pool tiles. The summer air smelled like chlorine and coconut sunscreen. Her best friend Priya was already in,...
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror, looking for signs of improvement. Two weeks of Spinach Force smoothies and my skin was supposed to be glowing, not looking like I'd been ...
The boardwalk palm reader's booth smelled like patchouli and secrets. Exactly where I didn't want to be when Jordan—my crush since seventh grade—dragged me inside. "Your palms are...
The mansion loomed like something out of a reality show, and I stood there feeling like a total poser in my Target bikini. Maya had dragged me to whatever-her-name-was's end-of-sch...
Maya slid the orange prescription bottle across her desk while Chloe FaceTimed her. 'So my mom thinks these vitamin D supplements are gonna fix my entire personality,' she deadpann...