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The papaya sat in my Tupperware like a radioactive accident. Mom meant well, packing me something 'from home' for my first week at Northwood High, but nothing screams social suicid...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, gripping her iphone like it was her only lifeline. The summer bash at Jordan's house was supposed to be her chance to finally break into the pop...
Maya's hair was doing that thing again—that frizzy halo that made her feel like a walking, talking electrocuted cat. She tugged her beanie down, practically molding it to her skull...
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, frantically fixing my eyeliner for the third time. Tonight was Jordan's party—THE party of the sophomore year—and if I didn't look flawless...
Maya clutched her orange vitamin water bottle like a shield while standing at the edge of the lunch courtyard. Two weeks into sophomore year, and she still hadn't found her people....
Maya crouched behind the lounge chair like the world's most awkward spy, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The Taylor birthday pool party raged on without her—junior year social...
The pool party was supposed to be Maya's moment. Finally. After months of watching from the sidelines while everyone else had their epic summer romances and friend group dramas, th...
Jamie stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his towel like a lifeline. The Hendersons' annual pool party was basically social suicide for anyone who wasn't on the varsity anythi...
Maya stared at the cracked screen of her iPhone 11, thumb hovering over the post. #blessed. #squadgoals. Another photo of the popular table at lunch—the pyramid of Northwood High. ...
Maya dragged herself through seventh period feeling like a literal zombie. Three consecutive nights of AP History cramming will do that to you. Her naturally curly hair had revolte...
Maya stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching her towel like armor. The Friday night party was already in full swing — kids from sophomore year splashing around, music bumping,...
Maya's first mistake was trusting her new friend Chloe with the fruit selection at the beach party. "You'll LOVE papaya," Chloe had insisted with that perfect smile that made every...