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The pool party at Jenna's house was supposed to be legendary, but Maya stood at the edge of the concrete deck, clutching her towel like a shield. Everyone else was already splashin...
Maya's first day at Northwood High felt like walking into a maze where everyone else had the map. Her stomach did that nervous flutter thing as she approached the lunch line, clutc...
Maya's palms were sweating before she even stepped onto the padel court. This was supposed to be casual Friday pickup games, but somehow it had turned into The Thing Everyone Would...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, it emerged from the salon a disaster of orange streaks that looked like a traffic cone exploded on her head. She spent t...
Leo stood in front of the bathroom mirror, adjusting the ridiculous cowboy **hat** his sister had insisted would complete his "zombie cowboy" costume for Henderson High's undead fo...
Jake's palms were sweating. Again. He wiped them on his jeans, leaving dark streaks on the denim. In twenty minutes, he'd be standing at home plate, trying out for the JV baseball...
Marcus stared at the neon orange gummy in his palm. His mom's latest phase: Vitamin D supplements because apparently her sixteen-year-old son was basically a cave-dwelling mushroom...
I'd been walking around like a **zombie** for three months straight—ever since Jordan dumped me via Snap in the middle of homeroom. My friends kept saying I needed to get back out ...
Maya's legs burned as she kept running, each stride a desperate escape from the notification still glowing on her locked iphone screen. *Kai wants to hang. Tonight. Without you.* T...
Maya adjusted the brim of her dad's old baseball hat, pulling it low over her eyes. Being fourteen felt mostly like waiting for something real to happen, while everyone else's life...
The pool water glowed turquoise in the backyard, bodies floating like bobbing apples at a party I wasn't sure I wanted to be at. Maya had dragged me here, promising it would be "lo...
I stood at the edge of the pool, clutching my solo cup of orange soda like it was a lifeline. Jenna's backyard was packed—basically the entire sophomore class showed up, which was ...