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I dyed my hair orange on a Tuesday. Just woke up and thought, why not? My best friend Leo, the baseball star of sophomore year, stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Dude, w...
The invitation said pool party but Maya felt more like a fish out of water. She clutched her orange towel like a lifeline, standing at the edge of the chlorine-blue rectangle where...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she had to keep wiping them on her denim shorts. Not exactly the vibe she wanted to project at Jake's end-of-summer blowout. The backyard was alr...
Maya stood at the edge of Pine Lake, clutching her iPhone like it was her last connection to civilization. The party raged behind her—kids from Westside High blasting music, grindi...
Maya's iPhone buzzed at 2:47 AM, the screen lighting up her room like trapped lightning. She shouldn't have opened Instagram—she'd promised herself she'd stop stalking Kai's profil...
I felt like a literal zombie at Jordan's pool party. Three hours of sleep will do that to you — especially when those hours were interrupted by twelve existential crisis texts from...
The neon green hat was supposed to be my armor. Freshman year at Westwood High, and I'd already calculated that wearing it backward would project exactly the right amount of chill ...
Maya pulled her black beanie hat lower over her forehead, trying to disappear into the bleachers. It was her third week at Northwood High, and being the new girl still felt like wa...
Marcus's phone buzzed with 'pool party @ jake's 3pm' and suddenly his stomach did backflips. His first real party since transferring to Northwood High, and he couldn't even swim pr...
Maya's palms sweat against her iPhone as she stood at the edge of the pool, watching Jake laugh with the varsity baseball team. He looked effortless in his swim trunks, tossing a b...
Maya's hair stood on end, literally—thanks to the insane amount of hairspray she'd used before Tyler's party. She adjusted her crop top for the tenth time, checking her reflection ...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at the entrance of the Willow Creek Country Club. Her best friend Priya had practically dragged her here, insisting that this was THE summ...