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Leo adjusted his dad's vintage fedora, the brim shadows hiding his sweaty forehead. The lucky hat was supposed to make him look mysterious. Instead, he felt like a kid playing dres...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching his dad's old trucker hat like a security blanket. The water shimmered with chlorine and teenage laughter, but he felt about a...
I was basically a professional spy at this point. Okay, not a REAL spy with, like, gadgets and a cool car, but I'd been watching Tyler's Instagram stories for three months straight...
Maya's older brother called her the family **spy** because she noticed everything. Who was texting who during lunch. Which teachers were definitely failing. The way Leo's eyes shif...
Maya's fifteenth summer wasn't supposed to involve spy tactics, but here she was, pressing her ear against the bedroom wall like her life depended on it. Through the ancient cable ...
The pool glittered like something from a TikTok filter, but Maya felt more like the submerged drain than the sparkling surface. She clutched her iphone like a lifeline, thumb hover...
Leo was running late. Again. His mom's ancient SUV coughed like it was about to hack up a lung, and he could feel the judgment radiating from Mrs. Hernandez's porch as he sprinted ...
Maya's phone buzzed with seventeen notifications before she even rolled out of bed Saturday. Pool party at Tyler's house. Bring swimsuit. She almost declined immediately. Tyler's...
The sleepover started like every other one — blankets, snacks, and way too much caffeine. But when Maya pulled out her iPhone and announced she'd found a 'legit' palm reading app, ...
I spent twenty minutes in the bathroom this morning trying to dislodge a piece of **spinach** from my braces with my tongue, which is exactly how my first day of sophomore year sta...
Maya's fedora was three years old, stolen from her dad's closet, and basically her emotional support hat. Wearing it meant she was in her zone—not the awkward freshman who'd transf...
Marcus adjusted his dad's snapback for the fiftieth time, hoping it covered whatever disaster his cousin had done with his hair yesterday. The pool party at Jasmine's house was pac...