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Maya stared into her bathroom mirror, vit**amin** D supplements scattered across the counter like confetti from a party she hadn't been invited to. She'd been taking them for three...
Leo stood in front of Jordan's bathroom mirror, aggressively attacking his hair with gel. It was junior year, and Jordan's party was make-or-break territory for his social standing...
The social pyramid at Miller High was crystal clear, and I was somewhere near the foundation—crushing weight from above, zero glory. Jason, my best friend since elementary school, ...
Maya's iphone died at 2:47 PM on a Friday — the exact moment Leo was finally going to DM her back about hanging out. She'd been staring at their chat thread for three days, analyzi...
The community pool job was supposed to be easy money. Instead, I spent three months guarding a body of water that smelled like desperation and broken dreams. The vitamin D suppleme...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangling in her newly dyed purple hair. First day of sophomore year and she was finally going to be the girl who didn't care what anyone thou...
I spent forty-five minutes prepping for Jessica's pool party. Forty-five. My hair had to look effortless but not too-effortless, my trunks trendy but not try-hard. The invite said ...
Maya's hair fought her every morning, a chaotic brown cloud that refused to be tamed by expensive products or desperate prayers. At sixteen, this felt like the most important probl...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually dripping as she clutched her schedule and stood before the towering social pyramid that was Carter High's cafeteria. Seniors at the top, ...
The backyard looked like something from a TikTok I'd scrolled past at 2 AM — string lights, way too many people for a Saturday, and the **water** in the pool glimmering like liquid...
Maya's hair was literally the only thing she could think about. She'd spent forty-five minutes perfecting the beach waves, but the humidity at Tyler's pool party was already turnin...
My palms were sweating so bad I could barely grip the mascot head. First day on the job, and I was already regretting letting Tyler talk me into working at Splash Valley. "You'll...