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Kai's braces glinted in the sun as I adjusted my goggles, trying to look casual. The country club pool was basically high school social warfare in liquid form — everyone pretending...
Maya pressed her phone against her chest like a shield, heart hammering as she crouched behind the bleachers. Being a spy wasn't exactly how she'd pictured spending her Friday nigh...
The kitchen hummed with that bass-thumping energy that only happens when someone's parents are out of town. I leaned against the island, clutching my red solo cup like it was a lif...
Maya stared at the text message from Sarah—her best friend since kindergarten, her person, the one who knew she still slept with her childhood stuffed turtle. *Sorry, can't make it...
Summer hit hard that year, the kind where your flip-flops melt to the driveway and every pool party feels like a desperate bid for social survival. Me and the girls were obsessed w...
Maya's palm was literally dripping as she clutched her iPhone tighter. The group chat was blowing up—everyone was at Jake's party except her, and she'd promised herself she'd final...
Maya hovered at the edge of the pool party like a ghost, clutching her towel like a security blanket. Everyone from sophomore year was there—Jake's massive house, infinity pool, th...
My palms were sweating so bad I could practically water the plants with them. Standing at the edge of Jasmine's pool party, clutching my vitamin water like it was a lifeline, I fel...
Maya pulled her baseball cap down low, trying to disappear. The hat had seen her through worse than this—last week's breakup with Tyler, the fail on her history final, her mom's le...
The orange neon bikini glared at me from across the pool party, worn by Jessica—the girl who'd somehow become popular overnight. I clutched my iphone like a lifeline, thumb-stalkin...
The vitamin gummies sat on my nightstand, a promise I made to myself every morning that today would be different. Take them, and maybe I'd magically transform into someone who coul...
The papaya sat on my plate like a radioactive alien egg, bright orange and judging me. "Try it, Maya!" my mom chirped, practically vibrating with tropical vacay energy. "It's deli...