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Maya's mom pushed the bottle of gummy vitamins toward her across the kitchen counter. 'For focus,' she said, like focus was something you could buy in a bottle at CVS. Maya pockete...
Marcus pulled his beanie down lower, practically swallowing his forehead. It was his armor—this ratty, faded hat he'd worn since seventh grade. If he couldn't make eye contact, nob...
Maya's thumbs were basically glued to her iPhone screen as she stood outside the community center, doomscrolling through Instagram stories of people who seemed to have their lives ...
Maya's social life existed entirely on her iphone screen, a fragile pyramid of likes and DMs that could collapse with one awkward screenshot. She sat at lunch, thumb hovering over ...
Maya's hair was doing that thing again — the frizzy halo effect that happened whenever humidity climbed above 60 percent. She smoothed her palm over it for the hundredth time, but ...
The tropical-themed dance posters everywhere said "Escape to Paradise," but my palms were sweating like I was trapped in a sauna, not paradise. I stood against the gym wall, nursin...
The locker room humidity coated everything in a slick layer. My hair plastered against my forehead in frizzy ropes, completely ruining the hour I'd spent trying to look decent for ...
Max stood at the edge of the padel court, his heart hammering like a bass drop at a homecoming dance. Chloe—literal Chloe with the perfect hair and the vintage denim jacket—had jus...
Marcus's grandmother always said he was as stubborn as a bull, but right now, floating in the community pool during summer break, he felt more like a sinking stone. The swim test f...
The orange vest clung to me like a neon sign screaming "ROOKIE." My first day at Pet Paradise, stuck in the goldfish section while everyone else got to handle the "cool" pets. The ...
Maya stood in front of the mirror, the thrift store's fluorescent lights making her already feel exposed. The orange fox hat stared back at her—floppy ears, ridiculous whiskers, th...
Maya had spent forty-five minutes perfecting her eyeliner, trying to achieve that effortless I-woke-up-like-this look that actually took effort. Tonight was Jordan's party—the firs...