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The pool party was everything Maya dreaded and exactly what she needed. Her phone buzzed in her pocket—another notification, another reminder of how everyone else's summer looked p...
Maya stared at the lunch pyramid displayed on the cafeteria wall—proteins at the bottom, vegetables in the middle, sugars at the tiny top. Beside it, a hand-lettered sign announced...
Maya's summer job at FoodPlus was basically her personal hell—second only to middle school graduation where she tripped onstage in front of literally everyone. At least here she co...
The summer before freshman year, I learned that friendship is like baseball — you think you know the rules, then someone hits a curveball you never saw coming. My dog Buster and I...
I stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching my phone like it was a lifeline. Which, honestly, it kinda was. My charging **cable** was somewhere back at home, probably tangled in...
Maya's fingers hovered over the gummy vitamin bottle—still the kid's ones shaped like bears, because her mom swore they'd "boost her immune system for swim season." At sixteen, she...
The hair situation was getting out of hand. Literally. Jake's mom had said his hair looked better long, but now that she was gone, it was just another thing that made him stand ou...
Maya's dad's old baseball cap lived on her head through freshman year French tests, cafeteria awkwardness, and the time she tripped in the hallway and sent her textbooks sliding ac...
Maya's hands shook as she uncapped the neon pink Manic Panic. This was it — her glow-up era. No more blending into the background at Lincoln High. "You sure about this?" Chloe ask...
The pool party hummed with that specific kind of awkward energy only teenagers can generate. I leaned against the back fence, nursing a lukewarm soda, watching them like a detectiv...
The fluorescent gym lights buzzed as Maya downed her third vitamin D supplement of the day. Her best friend Chloe had sworn these were the secret to surviving sophomore year with p...
Maya trudged through the backyard like a zombie, finals week having literally hollowed her out. She'd spent three days subsisting on vending machine snacks and five hours of sleep,...