Spinach Teeth and Starting Lines
Maya's first day of freshman year, and she's already *dead*. Like, actually deceased from embarrassment. Third period lunch. She's sitting with the cross country team because her ...
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Maya's first day of freshman year, and she's already *dead*. Like, actually deceased from embarrassment. Third period lunch. She's sitting with the cross country team because her ...
Maya stared at the bathroom mirror, her frizzy halo of hair defying gravity, humidity, and every expensive product she'd bribed her mom to buy. In forty-five minutes, Jake's party ...
The house party at Jenna's was already in full swing when I arrived, fashionably late but still sweating through my orange hoodie. I'd spent forty-five minutes perfecting my hair i...
Leo adjusted his baseball cap, trying to look casual on the bleachers. But his heart was doing jumping jacks because Chloe sat two rows down, her fox-red hair catching the afternoo...
Mateo stood at the edge of the court, racket in hand, watching Sofia crush a padel shot against the wall like she'd been playing since birth. His dad's stupid pyramid scheme—someth...
Maya's brain felt like it had been microwaved. Three days into finals week, and she was definitely operating on zombie autopilot. Her hair was a mess, her eyes burned, and she'd st...
The ethernet cable behind my TV was a tangled mess, kinda like my thoughts whenever Jake walked past my locker at school. Senior year was supposed to be epic — parties, football ga...
I was literally running on two hours of sleep and three iced coffees when my phone buzzed. 'Pool party at Tyler's. You coming?' from Marcus. Obviously I said yes because FOMO is re...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The water shimmered under the patio lights, deceptively calm, while inside her chest, her heart did jumping...
Maya stood outside the rec center, clutching her dad's old **padel** racket like it was a weapon. Her chestnut hair frizzed in the humidity, but she didn't care. This was it — her ...
Mateo adjusted the brim of his snapback, trying to look like he belonged at Jasmine's pool party. Inside the house, his fedora collection sat abandoned — too weird for Jasmine's cr...
Maya's summer wasn't supposed to go this way. She'd landed the job at the cable park on Lake Mercer totally by accident—her older brother Tyler had filled out the application for h...