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Maya's summer uniform included the most hideous hat in existence - a neon green visor that screamed "I make minimum wage." She adjusted it for the fiftieth time, sighing as she sta...
The humidity had already destroyed whatever chance my hair had of looking decent. I'd cut it myself three days before camp, convinced that YouTube tutorials made it look easy. Now ...
Leo's palms were sweating. Again. It was humiliating — how was he supposed to catch the ball when his hands felt like they'd been dipped in grease? "You good, man?" Marcus called ...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could practically water plants with them. Which was gross, but also kind of impressive, considering she'd spent three hours getting ready for...
Maya's mom thrust the papaya at her like it was a peace offering. "Try it, mija. It's good luck for the first day." Maya stared at the orange-fleshed fruit like it was radioactive...
Maya smoothed her vintage bandana for the third time, checking her reflection in the kitchen window. The graduation party was in full swing—her cousin's friends from the baseball t...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could barely grip her red Solo cup. The pool party at Jake's house was supposed to be lit, but so far it was mostly just humid—like, emotiona...
The pool party at Jessica's house was supposed to be epic, but instead I was standing there in my swim trunks feeling like a complete fraud. Everyone else looked like they belonged...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The freshman year kickoff party. Everyone who was anyone would be here, and ...
I felt like a literal zombie walking into the aquatic center at 6 AM. Junior year was eating me alive, and swim tryouts were the last thing my exhausted brain could process. Then ...
Maya's summer plans involved Netflix and avoiding human contact, but her mom's "you need life experience" speech landed her at Pet Universe, wearing a polyester vest that smelled l...
The vitamin D tablets clattered in my pocket as I stepped into the batter's box. Coach Martinez called them 'insurance'—said growing boys needed them to hit the weights harder, swi...