The Pyramid Scheme of Survival
Maya stared at the lunchroom's social pyramid like it was a hieroglyphic she'd never decode. At the apex sat the varsity jacket crew, laughing with that confident ease that made ev...
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Maya stared at the lunchroom's social pyramid like it was a hieroglyphic she'd never decode. At the apex sat the varsity jacket crew, laughing with that confident ease that made ev...
The **water** bottle trembled in my hands as I stared across the padel court at her. Chloe, aka "the Fox" for her sneaky drop shots that somehow always cleared the net. My first to...
Maya's first mistake was agreeing to help with International Night. Her second was wearing her favorite cat sweater, which now smelled like temporary hair dye from the Zombie Apoca...
I looked like a zombie. No, scratch that — zombies at least had the excuse of being undead. I was just seventeen and surviving on three hours of sleep and caffeine. "You good, May...
Maya's legs burned as she pounded the pavement, the sunrise painting the sky in streaks of coral and gold. At 6 AM, the world felt like it belonged only to her—before the chaos of ...
Jordan's best friend since kindergarten, Maya, had been ghosting her for three weeks. Three. Weeks. Ever since Maya had started hanging out with the popular crowd, Jordan's texts h...
Leo's cat twitched her tail from the windowsill as he headed out at 5:45 AM, the world still dark and breathless. His mom had actually gotten up to make him a "performance smoothie...
Marcus's dad called it a "business opportunity." Marcus called it what it was: a pyramid scheme designed to separate desperate people from their money. "It's about financial freed...
Maya's first week at Crestwood High and she'd already earned a nickname. "Fox" because of that one incident in the hallway when she'd slipped through a crowd like she was made of l...
The invitation to Jake Carson's pool party had been sitting on my phone for three days, mocking me every time I unlocked it. Everyone who was anyone would be there, including Maya,...
The pool smell—that sharp chemical punch of chlorine—was practically my signature scent by July. Between morning swim practice and my actual job lifeguarding, I spent more hours un...
Jordan's life had become one awkward surveillance mission after another since starting at Westbridge High. He was basically a spy at this point, only instead of classified document...