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Summer before sophomore year, and I'm basically undercover at the country club my parents finally joined. Thanks, Dad's promotion. I spend every Wednesday pretending to read by the...
Mateo's hands shook as he gripped the padel racquet. The neon-blue court reflected in his oversized sneakers, a birthday gift from his abuela that he'd grown into way too fast. "Y...
Maya pressed the bedroom door shut and reached for the box of Midnight Lightning hair dye she'd hidden under her bed. For weeks, she'd been basically a spy at school—watching how t...
The sphinx stared at me with that same annoying riddle-face it'd been wearing since sixth period English. Mr. Harrison called it "the enigma of adolescence," which was fancy teache...
I felt like a **zombie** shuffling through third period—four hours of TikTok doom-scrolling will do that to you. My best friend Leo wouldn't stop texting me about the new girl, May...
The community pool shimmered like liquid gold under July's merciless sun. Maya tugged her bucket hat lower, praying nobody would notice the disaster zone underneath — her attempt a...
Maya's fingers hovered over the unfollow button for the third time today. Her crush, Alex, had posted yet another story about his "wellness journey" — something about papaya smooth...
The sun hat was hideous. Wide-brimmed, covered in plastic flowers, basically a target for every popular girl at the pool to snicker at. But Mom had insisted. "You burn so easily, M...
The heat hit me like a physical force as I stood at the edge of Jake's backyard, clutching my towel like a shield. His pool parties were legendary, and not in the good way—at least...
Maya's **iphone** buzzed with the third unanswered text from Jake: *pool party @ Tyler's. Everyone's coming.* She stared at her reflection—cropped tank, oversized **hat** pulled lo...
Maya's friends called her Fox because of her copper hair and how she slipped away from anything that felt too real. Too intense. So when Tyler invited the whole squad to his end-of...
My dad calls me Bear, ever since I was little and lumbered around the house with my stubby legs and fuzzy curls. Now fifteen, the nickname sticks like gum to a shoe, especially on ...