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The orange hat sat low on my forehead, hiding the sweat that wouldn't stop coming. Dad's old trucker cap, faded from too many summers, was my lucky charm—or so I told myself. This ...
Maya's mom had packed her the usual lunch: organic spinach leaves that would definitely wilt, and an orange she'd have to peel with sticky fingers. Meanwhile, everyone else at soph...
Maya stood at the edge of Chloe's pool, clutching her cracked iPhone 8 like it was a life raft. Across the water, Sienna and her squad were taking perfect synchronized selfies, whi...
Maya's orange-stained fingers trembled as she added the final touches to her portfolio piece. The art studio at Lincoln High had become her sanctuary—well, that and the corner boot...
Maya's hands shook as she adjusted the ring light. Tonight was the night—her first livestream, the one that would launch her from awkward sophomore to legitimate content creator. O...
Marcus gripped the plastic bag like his life depended on it. Inside, a single orange fantail goldfish swam in tiny circles, completely oblivious to the fact that its new owner was ...
Jordan stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging their nose. Summer after freshman year, and Mateo's parents had somehow transformed their backyard into something resembling...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The senior class pool party. Everyone who mattered was there—including Jake, who'd barely looked at her sin...
Maya's mom had gone full wellness influencer overnight, meaning Maya's lunch now consisted of a smoothie that looked like radioactive swamp water. "It's the **spinach**, honey," h...
Mateo's cleats dug into the dirt, third base staring him down like a challenge he hadn't asked for. The varsity baseball team relied on his speed — "natural talent," Coach called i...
Maya's summer was supposed to be lit—pool parties, TikToks, and finally kissing someone who wasn't imaginary. Instead, her parents had her working at Patel's Market, arranging papa...
The cafeteria food pyramid had spoken, and apparently, I was at the bottom — right where the overcooked spinach lived. "Dude, just eat it," Marcus said, sliding into the seat acro...