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Maya's phone buzzed with another text from Jake. "U coming? Everyone's waiting." She stared at the screen, thumb hovering, then deleted it. Again. Outside her bedroom window, the ...
Maya's life was basically a zombie apocalypse—except instead of brains, her mom was after her to eat healthier. Today's battle: the spinach smoothie that looked like something from...
Maya stood by the padel court, clutching her overpriced vitamin water like it was a lifeline. The cool kids were already playing, their laughter echoing across the club. "Yo, you g...
Maya stood in front of her mirror, fingers tracing the short, choppy layers she'd given herself at 2 AM. The hair was supposed to be edgy. A statement. Instead, it looked like she'...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had been established long before I arrived freshman year. At the apex: the varsity athletes and TikTok-famous crowd. In the middle: theater kid...
Maya wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans for the third time. Jordan's house party was supposed to be "lowkey" but somehow felt like everyone knew something she didn't. The air smel...
The baseball hat was basically glued to my head at this point. Not because it looked good—it didn't—but because I hadn't washed my hair in three days and dry shampoo could only do ...
I shifted uncomfortably against the hallway wall, nursing a room-temperature orange soda that had gone flat an hour ago. The bass from Maya's party thudded through the floorboards,...
Mateo's dad called the iPhone "the spy in your pocket" - a way for corporations to track your every move. But Mateo knew the real spying happened when you were the one holding the ...
Marcus's palms were sweating so much he could practically fill the pool by himself. Summer before freshman year, and Jen's party was literally the most important event of his entir...
Marcus's signature orange bucket hat was basically part of his DNA at this point. Freshman year, he'd worn it every single day through like, three different hair phases, including ...
Maya's hands trembled as she applied the bright orange hair dye, her bathroom mirror reflecting fifteen years of playing it safe. No more. This was junior year, and she was done be...