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The dead cable had been out for three days, and honestly? My parents were losing it faster than I was. No Netflix, no wifi, no doom-scrolling until 3 AM. Just me, standing at the e...
Maria thought she'd finally made it. The social **pyramid** at Northwood High had finally opened up for her, thanks to Jasmine. "Bestie, you've got to join my team," Jasmine said,...
Maya's hands shook as she stared at her reflection. The haircut was supposed to be subtle layers, but instead she looked like a poodle someone had tried to groom with a lawnmower. ...
Maya's sneakers slapped the pavement as she rounded the corner, running late for the third time this week. Cross-country practice had ended twenty minutes ago, but Coach Franklin's...
The goldfish bowl sat on my nightstand, its orange inhabitant staring at me with what I swore was judgment. I was pet-sitting for my cousin, but honestly, this fish had more game t...
I was desperately trying to survive sophomore year's social pyramid when it all went sideways. You know how it is – the popular kids at the top, the rest of us scattered somewhere ...
The house already smelled like stale chips and desperation when Maya got there. Not the cool kind of desperation either—the kind that comes from seven people stuck in the same subu...
I stood against the wall at Jake's house party, sweating through my favorite vintage tee. My palms were so slick I could barely hold my red Solo cup. This was it. My first real hig...
Maya's orange hair wasn't supposed to be orange. It was supposed to be "sunset copper," but the box lied. Now she looked like a traffic cone, and senior year was just starting. "Y...
I'd been assigned to **spy** on the popular table during third period lunch. Not by anyone official—just by my own desperate need to understand how they existed so effortlessly whi...
I looked like a total zombie. Friday night gaming marathon will do that to you. But there I was, standing at the edge of Maya's pool party, clutching a red Solo cup like it was a l...
The hallway at school feels like being trapped in a pinball machine, and I'm the ball getting batted around. I haven't slept properly in three days — finals week will do that to yo...