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Maya's hair had graduated from "beach waves" to "electrocuted poodle" somewhere between third period and lunch. The humidity outside was absolute trash today, and now she was stari...
Marcus adjusted his headphones, trying to look casual as he leaned against the fence surrounding the Reynolds' infinity **pool**. From here, he had the perfect angle to **spy** on ...
Leo's mom called it his "phase." His friends just called him weird. But Leo called it necessary — the way he documented everything on his iPhone, like maybe if he captured enough m...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans—for the third time in thirty seconds—and tried to remember how to stand like a normal human being at a party. "You g...
Marcus's life was basically one long surveillance mission. Being sixteen meant constantly operating as a reluctant spy in your own existence—monitoring who was looking, who wasn't,...
The **baseball** coach said I'd be back by the playoffs. That was three months ago, before my shoulder decided it was done being a team player. Now I'm sixteen, sitting on the benc...
The summer sun was already painting the sky a brilliant **orange** when I dragged myself to the community center, my stomach doing nervous backflips. This was it — the first day of...
Maya's baseball cap was pulled low, the brim hiding the disastrous DIY hair experiment she'd attempted that morning. What was supposed to be beachy waves looked more like she'd stu...
Maya's hands shook so hard she nearly dropped her phone. Three texts from Gia already: 'U coming???' 'Talent show starts in 20' 'PLS tell me u didn't back out' Maya stared at her...
Maya's **orange** streaks weren't a choice—her mom accidentally dyed them that color during what was supposed to be a subtle highlight disaster. But somehow, they became her thing....
I was running on three hours of sleep and pure anxiety—basically a zombie at a pool party. Jordan's text had said "swim @ my place 2nite" and now I was standing here in my swim tru...
The beanie hat I'd spent twenty minutes perfecting sat crooked on my head, mocking my attempt at looking effortless. "You going to stare at the mirror all night or actually come ...