Poolside Confessions
I never thought I'd be standing at the deep end in a Speedy that was definitely two sizes too small, watching Tyler from chemistry do laps like he was part fish. Meanwhile, I was p...
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I never thought I'd be standing at the deep end in a Speedy that was definitely two sizes too small, watching Tyler from chemistry do laps like he was part fish. Meanwhile, I was p...
Marcus adjusted the fitted **hat**—dad's old Giants cap from like, the stone age—and tried to look like he belonged. The baseball field behind school was where the cool kids gather...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be Maya's chance. Finally, after months of lingering glances in AP Bio and awkward hallway near-misses, she'd have a real conversati...
The first week at Lakeview Academy, I learned that padel wasn't just a sport—it was social currency. The rich kids played it during lunch, talking about their “casual matches” like...
The pool looked like a giant, glowing blue shot glass. Maya stood at the edge, chlorine stinging her nose, heart hammering like she'd downed three energy drinks instead of one. She...
The carnival goldfish bowl sat on my nightstand, its single inhabitant — a orange speck I'd named Nacho — floating sideways. Dead. Again. "Dude, you need to stop winning these," M...
Maya hadn't seen Lucas since middle school, but there he was at lunch, sitting at her table like he'd never moved away. He looked different — expensive sneakers, hair with that int...
The cafeteria hierarchy at Northwood High operated like a pyramid scheme I couldn't afford. Popular kids at the top, everyone else paying into the system with their dignity. I'd sp...
Chloe's life had become a series of awkward firsts since moving to this absurdly wealthy suburb. First week of sophomore year, and she still felt like a goldfish in the wrong tank—...
Maya's first real pool party. The kind where everyone from school would be there, including Jordan—who'd finally noticed her existence in homeroom last week. She'd spent forty-five...
First week at Northwood Academy and I already felt like a total fraud. Everyone here spoke fluent Padel — apparently it's tennis's cooler cousin — while I was still trying to figur...
I never meant to become the resident spy of the Riverside Community Pool, but that's kind of what happens when you're the only employee who actually shows up on time. My summer jo...