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I was midpoint through the worst lob in padel history when Barnaby—that traitorous golden retriever—burst onto the court like he'd just spotted a squirrel in the Wimbledon finals. ...
The first time I saw her, she was standing on the diving board like she owned the entire world. Casa's pool party was supposed to be the social event of the summer, and I'd spent t...
Maya stood by the snack table at Jake's pool party, adjusting the stupid sun hat her mom had forced on her. "You'll get sunstroke," she'd said, like Maya was five instead of fiftee...
Maya stood at the edge of Jenny's pool party, clutching her phone like a lifeline. Finals week had turned her into a total zombie — three nights of minimal sleep will do that to yo...
Maya stared at her reflection, purple dye staining her sink like a grape juice explosion. Her normally tame brown hair now screamed neon rebellion. Mom was going to lose it. "You ...
Maya had been running on zombie mode for three days straight. Her Egyptian history project — a literal pyramid made of sugar cubes and hot glue — was due Friday, and she'd been sur...
Maya's palms were sweating as she stared at the text message from Kai. "DUDE. You need to see this. Mia's selling essential oils now and it's literally a pyramid scheme." Maya gro...
The goldfish floated at the top of the bowl again. Bob, RIP. This was the third one this semester. I texted Maya: bob is dead. again. She replied three minutes later with a skull e...
Maya tugged her baseball cap lower, praying the brim would hide her frizzy post-swim hair. The party was already in full swing—kids cannonballing into the pool, music bumping, some...
Maya dragged herself onto the padel court at Camp Silver Lake, feeling like the walking dead. Three consecutive nights of Facetiming her crush back home—himself now ghosting her—ha...
I stood in the middle of the theater tech booth, surrounded by a tangled **cable** nightmare that looked like it had been alive at some point. My first week as stage crew and I alr...
The padel court was slick with summer rain when Maya's phone buzzed in her pocket. Again. Her group chat had been blowing up for hours—everyone gathering at Jasmine's pool party wh...