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Maya's phone buzzed with another text from her former best friend. Are you coming to Jordan's party? Ugh. The months of silence between them since the Incident still stung. Runnin...
The chlorine stung my nose as I hovered at the deep end, clutching my iPhone like it was my entire personality. Taylor's pool party was supposed to be the summer kickoff — the kind...
Maya stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching her towel like a shield. It was the first party of sophomore year, and somehow, everyone already seemed to know the unwritten rule...
My hair looked like a bird had nested in it after three hours of baseball practice. Coach Miller had us running until our legs felt like Jell-O, and I was running on two hours of s...
Chloe adjusted her oversized sunglasses, doing her best impression of someone who was totally vibing at Jessica's end-of-summer pool party. In reality, her stomach was doing that n...
Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, horrified. A massive piece of spinach was wedged between her front teeth, and she'd been talking to Lucas for twenty minutes. ...
Maya's cat, Barnaby, decided the exact moment her phone buzzed was the perfect time to knock over her orange Fanta. The sticky liquid spread across her desk like a toxic spill, hea...
Maya's dad called it her security blanket. The oversized bucket hat that swallowed her forehead and cast shadows over half her face. She'd been hiding under it since seventh grade,...
Maya pulled her dad's old fedora down low over her eyes. It was her armor against the world, especially against Alex's gaze in homeroom. She'd been crushing on him since September,...
Maya's thumbs flew across her iPhone screen, double-tapping another perfect beach sunset while her actual toes dangled in lukewarm pool water. The neighborhood end-of-summer party ...
Marcus stood at the edge of the **pool**, chlorine stinging his nose, heart hammering against his ribs like it wanted out. This was it — Tyler's legendary end-of-summer bash. The i...
The salad bar at Quinn's pool party was pathetic. Literal wilted **spinach** leaves arranged like they'd given up on life, which honestly? Same energy. I pushed the stuff around my...