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Maya stood frozen in the cafeteria, clutching her Tupperware like it was a bomb. The papaya chunks her mom had packed glistened innocently, but to Maya's fourteen-year-old brain, t...
The first time I saw Maya at the pool, I almost fell off my lifeguard stand. She was doing laps with this effortless grace, cutting through the water like she was born there, while...
I spent the entire summer before freshman year watching Netflix on a loop. My parents finally cut the cable, which honestly felt like the end of my world. No more binge-watching un...
Three weeks into sophomore year and I already have a stalker. Or at least, that's what it feels like whenever I'm chewing on my mom's papaya cubes in the cafeteria, trying to look ...
I stared at my reflection, wanting to cry. My hair. My gorgeous, waist-length hair that I'd spent three years growing out—gone. Chopped off into this awkward, chin-length bob that ...
Maya's Nikes squeaked against the gym floor as she pretended to stretch, actually **running** through the five-point plan she'd rehearsed in the mirror that morning. Be confident. ...
The orange hair had seemed like such a good idea at midnight with a box of drugstore dye and YouTube tutorials. Now, standing in the hallway on the first day of sophomore year, Leo...
The pool job was supposed to be easy. Scan passes, enforce rules, look moderately competent in a one-piece. But here I was, staring down at Marco—the senior who made my brain do ba...
The bathroom mirror showed exactly what I'd been **running** from for three weeks: a DIY haircut that looked like a lawnmower accident. My mom was gonna lose it, but honestly? My h...
Maya pressed her phone against her chest, heart hammering like she'd been caught cheating on a final exam. She wasn't technically doing anything wrong—unless you counted borderline...
The bass thumped through Maya's chest as she leaned against the kitchen counter, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. Another party where she felt like an imposter, watching every...
Maya's hands shook as she gripped the padel racket, her palms sweating through the grip. Tryouts for the varsity team were today, and she'd been secretly practicing for months. "Y...