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Maya stood in the corner of Jake's basement, feeling like a literal zombie. The party thumped around her—red cups, cheap soda, people pretending to have fun. She'd been running on ...
The orange hat sat pulled low on my forehead, my personal shield against the world. Welcome to Santa Barbara Academy, where everyone's family owned vineyards or tech startups, and ...
Maya dragged herself into third period chemistry, brain fuzzy from staying up until 2 AM scrolling TikTok. Again. "You look like a actual zombie," whispered her best friend Kiana,...
The pool party at Jayden's house was supposed to be legendary, but I was stuck doing what I do best: overthinking everything in the corner while everyone else actually lived their ...
Maya stared at her phone screen, the message from Jordan still glowing: 'we need to talk.' Her heart did that stupid flutter thing it always did when his name popped up, even thoug...
Maya stared at the cafeteria's invisible pyramid from her usual corner table. At the apex sat the Padel Court Crew—the kids whose parents owned country club memberships and whose w...
Maya's phone buzzed with the notification that changed everything: Jason's pool party. Tonight. Her heart did that familiar flutter thing that happened whenever his name popped up ...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be my chance to finally fit in. Freshman year at Northwood High had been a series of awkward lunch table moments and failed attempts...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even opened the pool gate — my sanctuary, my escape from the absolute disaster that was freshman year. Swimming laps was the only time my brain s...
Maya stood at the bottom of the social pyramid at Westbrook Country Club, literally and figuratively. The padel court sat beneath a glass pyramid skylight that filtered the summer ...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High had Maya at the bottom, fading into the background like chalk on wet pavement. That was until the night of the Sphinx's graduation party. The Sp...
The cat had been showing up at my window for three weeks straight. A scrappy orange tabby with one ear that refused to stand up, watching me like it knew something I didn't. "You'...