Poolside Zombies
I was basically a zombie when I rolled up to Jake's pool party. Three hours of sleep after finals week will do that to you. The invitation said "swimming optional" but let's be rea...
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I was basically a zombie when I rolled up to Jake's pool party. Three hours of sleep after finals week will do that to you. The invitation said "swimming optional" but let's be rea...
Jordan's hands were literally shaking as he stepped into the batter's box. The entire varsity baseball team was watching, and Coach Miller had that look like he was mentally calcul...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his towel like a security blanket. His bright orange hair—seriously, who looked good with orange hair?—made him stick out like a tra...
Freshman year felt like one long social experiment I was failing. I'd slide through the cafeteria in my oversized denim jacket and strategically messy black beanie—my hat functioni...
Marcus stood at the edge of Jenny's backyard pool, clutching his phone like a lifeline. The annual end-of-school pool party. Everyone who was anyone would be here, and Marcus was c...
Marcus stared at his reflection, fingers shaking as they hovered over the electric clippers. His **hair**, once thick and curly, had become a battlefield—every strand a reminder of...
Maya's bathroom mirror reflected chaos. The DIY hair dye box promised "sunset orange" but we were definitely achieving "construction cone caution" vibes. "You think she'll notice?...
Maya pulled the oversized beanie down over her ears for the third time, the neon green pom-pom bobbing like a weird antenna. She'd spent her whole life trying to disappear, but thi...
Marcus tugged his baseball cap lower, eyes scanning the crowd like a spy on a secret mission. The bill of his hat cast a shadow across his face—perfect cover for the major reason h...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, the brim shadowing her eyes like a security blanket. The hat was her armor tonight. Around her, Kyle's basement thudded with bass that vibrated i...
Mia's sixteen that summer, which feels like it should mean something, but mostly just means she's stuck between kid everything and adult everything. The padel court behind Lucas's ...
Maya's mom had dropped her off at Camp Wawanaki with the worst parting words ever: "Maybe you'll make some friends if you just smile more." She'd also spent $80 on a professional ...