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Leo's stomach did backflips as he stood in front of the entire freshman class. The Spring Fling talent show. Three minutes until he had to prove himself or spend another year as in...
I was running on pure caffeine vibes and two hours of sleep—basically functioning in full zombie mode. My converse scuffed against the pavement as I dragged myself toward the commu...
Maya gripped her iPhone so hard her knuckles turned white. Three unread texts from Jordan. The pool party was in full swing—literally—and she was still hiding in the bathroom. Out...
Maya adjusted her snapback, tugging the brim lower like a shield. The varsity baseball game was in full swing, but she was stuck in the dugout on water duty—again. Being a freshman...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, examining the green-tinted mess that used to be her hair. Three years of competitive swimming had turned it into something that felt lik...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating through her denim shorts as she gripped the cold plastic cup. This wasn't just any party—it was **Jordan's** party, and if there...
Marcus stood at the bottom of the concession stand pyramid, watching JV baseball practice through the chain-link fence. The stadium seating rose behind him like empty bleachers, su...
Marcus moved through the hallway like a zombie—hoodie up, headphones in, eyes half-lidded. Three hours of sleep will do that to you. Or maybe it was just the soul-crushing reality ...
I'd been running from myself all summer—running from the fact that I didn't belong with the popular crowd, running from how much it hurt when Mia stopped sitting with me at lunch, ...
The beat of the music thrummed through the floorboards of Jessica's garage, but my heart was beating way faster. I stood by the plastic cooler, clutching a melting orange soda like...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I pulled myself from the water, swimming practice finally over. My best friend Jamie was already waiting by the lounge chairs, fake-casual like she ha...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, the soft fabric becoming her personal shield. In a school where the social pyramid was as rigid as geometry class proved, she'd decided to reinve...