Electric Bones
The goldfish was floating again. Third time this month. I stared into the bowl, wondering if fish could get depressed, or if it was just me projecting because I was currently spira...
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The goldfish was floating again. Third time this month. I stared into the bowl, wondering if fish could get depressed, or if it was just me projecting because I was currently spira...
I felt like a zombie. Actually, scratch that — zombies at least had the excuse of being undead. I was just fifteen and surviving on three hours of sleep and whatever was left in my...
My hair has never behaved. Like ever. It's this wild explosion of curls that I've spent seventeen years trying to tame with products, prayers, and occasionally just accepting my fa...
The lifeguard chair at Meadowbrook Pool was my sanctuary - until Jason Morrison and his crew showed up. "Yo, hat check!" someone yelled. It was Tyson, Jason's hype man, pointing a...
Maya's first real party was exactly the kind of disaster that would live in her group chat forever. The invitation had said 'casual hang,' which apparently meant half the football ...
The nickname came after one perfect swing. Before that day, I was just Marcus—that quiet freshman who sat in the back of English class, the one everyone forgot existed. But when I...
Maya swung her padel racket hard, sending the ball sailing past Jordan's shoulder. He didn't even fluke—didn't even try to return it. Just stood there with that weird new haircut a...
Marcus stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at his freshly dyed orange hair. It wasn't a subtle orange. It was like a traffic cone had exploded on his head. His mom was g...
Maya's room looked like a tornado had hit a Best Buy. Cables everywhere—charging cables, headphone cables, HDMI cables—snaking across the floor like a tech explosion. Her first liv...
Maya's palms were practically dripping as she clutched the paper plate with the half-eaten slice of pepperoni pizza. Tyler's annual pool party. The social event of the summer. And ...
Marcus's phone buzzed with another text from the swim group chat: 'Pool party at Jake's tonight! Everyone's swimming—except if you're scared lol.' He stared at his pet goldfish, Go...
The cable cut out at exactly 8:47 PM during the season finale—peak betrayal, honestly. Maya was supposed to be live-tweeting with the squad, but instead she was staring at a NO SIG...