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Maya stared at the tangled mess of ethernet cables behind the media center router like they held the secrets to her entire existence. Which, honestly, they kinda did. "You're over...
The water shimmered like liquid diamonds in the July heat, but Maya couldn't enjoy it. Not with Jason's annual pool party looming over her like a storm cloud. Her crush since seven...
My baseball hat sat pulled low, hiding the fact that I was basically vibrating with anxiety. The Orange Julius in my hand was sweating more than I was, which was saying something. ...
The high school cafeteria operated like a pyramid scheme—literally. The popular kids sat at the top table, while everyone else trickled down in descending levels of importance base...
Maya's fingers gripped the chain-link fence, watching the baseball team practice like she'd done every day since sixth grade. The swimming coach had been texting her non-stop — the...
Maya's iPhone buzzed against her thigh like a trapped hornet. Another notification. Another invitation she'd pretend not to see. "You coming tonight?" read the text from Jordan. T...
Maya had spent forty-five minutes positioning her hair perfectly. Fifteen minutes纠结ing over whether the green dress made her look like a trying-too-hard freshman or someone who act...
Maya's hands shook as she clutched her **iphone**, staring at the group chat notification that had been sitting unread for twenty minutes. *Padel practice at 4. Don't be late.* S...
Maya stared at the invitation, her stomach doing cartwheels. Jessica's pool party. The literal top of the freshman social pyramid, and somehow, she'd been invited. Probably because...
I'd been spying on Tyler Matthews for three weeks before he caught me. Okay, maybe "spying" is dramatic. I was strategically observing from behind my AP Bio textbook while he sat ...
The humidity hit me like a wall as I walked up to Jordan's house, my shirt sticking to my back. August in Florida wasn't messing around. Two palm trees framed the driveway like sil...
Jordan's vintage bucket hat was already sliding off his head when he spotted Chloe across the padel court. She was laughing with Tyler—the same Tyler who'd somehow convinced everyo...