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Maya gripped the edge of the diving board like her life depended on it. Below her, the pool shimmered with that fake blue they used at community centers—the kind that made you thin...
Maya's phone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. Another Instagram notification. Her thumbs hovered over her iphone, that familiar knot tightening in her stomach. Why did ei...
Maya's Thursday started with a disaster in the cafeteria mirror. She had spinach in her teeth. Actual, leafy green spinach from the salad she'd dared to eat because her mom said it...
I was operating on pure caffeine and desperation — full zombie mode, my eyeballs basically screaming for sleep. It was 2 AM and I'd spent the last three hours trying to convince my...
The pool party was already in full swing when Maya arrived, fashionably late but sweating nervously anyway. Her crush, Liam, was already there, signature backward **baseball** **ha...
Standing behind the concession counter, I felt like the lowest rung on the social pyramid at Crestview Pool. Even the lifeguards—who spent 90% of their time adjusting their sunglas...
Maya's hair was doing that thing it always did before a storm—frizzy and electric, like it could conduct actual lightning. She stood in the middle of the party, clutching her iPhon...
The coaxial cable dangled from my wall like a dead snake, its frayed end mocking me. No internet, no cable, just me and the Friday night silence. Again. My parents couldn't afford ...
The baseball cap sat on my dresser, crown creased exactly how Dad used to wear it before he moved out. Three months ago, Maya had given it to me after track practice, grinning like...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging his nose, while everyone else acted like this was just another Friday night. The backyard of Jessica's house pulsed with mus...
The summer between freshman and sophomore year hit different. I was dragging through July like a zombie — three hours of sleep from finals week, still recovering, working at the co...
Maya's Friday started with a cosmic energy reading of "don't leave your bed" and ended with her trending on the school's finsta for all the wrong reasons. It began with the spinac...