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Maya's palms were sweating against her **iphone** as she scrolled through TikTok for the tenth time that morning. Her **dog**, Buster, nudged her hand with a wet nose, probably sen...
Maya's **goldfish**, Neptune, floated at the top of his bowl again. Third time this week. She'd won him at the carnival last summer, back when her life still made sense. Before the...
Maya's hair was a disaster—frizzy from the humidity, falling out of her supposedly 'effortless' bun. She smoothed her palm over her head for the tenth time, checking her reflection...
Maya's iphone screen glowed in the dark of her bedroom, illuminating the anonymous message that had just appeared: "Everyone wears masks. The trick is knowing which one is actually...
My lucky hat wasn't lucky. It was a crusty, faded Stanford cap I'd found at Goodwill three years ago, brim peeling like dead skin. But seventh grade had been The Year of the Hat, a...
Maya scrolled through her iphone, thumb moving like it had its own heartbeat. Another party. Another people hanging out without her. The brightness made her eyes burn, but she coul...
Maya's frizzy hair had a mind of its own, kind of like how everyone expected her to be this perfect tennis prodigy just because her older brother was. But padel? That was different...
Maya dragged herself into AP English feeling like a literal zombie. Three hours of sleep, four energy drinks, and zero brain cells remaining. Finals week at Northwood High was basi...
6 AM swim practice turned me into a actual zombie. I'd drag myself to the pool, eyes half-closed, chlorine already ghosting in my nose before I even touched the water. Mom's soluti...
I spent my entire life underwater - not literally, but metaphorically. Being the quiet girl at Northwood High meant staying safely in my comfort zone, watching from the edges while...
Leo stood at the plate, baseball bat trembling in his hands like he was holding a live wire. Tryouts. Again. Third time's charm, they said, but Leo was pretty sure that was just so...
Max's reputation at Northwood High could be summarized in two words: spinach incident. Last semester, he'd accidentally launched a spoonful of the green mush across the cafeteria. ...