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Maya gripped the padel racket so hard her knuckles turned white. Across the net, Chloe and the varsity girls laughed at something Brayden said, their racket movements effortless, t...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually dripping. She wiped them on her denim shorts for the third time, clutching her iPhone like it was a lifeline. The pool party was in full ...
Marcus stood in front of the bathroom mirror for the seventh time that morning, adjusting his dad's old fedora. The hat sat crooked, just like everything else in his life these day...
The orange snapback hat perched on my head felt like a neon sign screaming LOOK AT ME. Which was exactly what I didn't want, but thanks to Jordan's dare during truth or dare, here ...
Maya's hair had been the same forever—mousy brown, perpetually in a messy bun, basically invisible. Just like her. Then came the day she found the abandoned cable behind the baseb...
Maya clutched her iphone like a lifeline, thumb hovering over the screen as she stood at the edge of the infinity pool. Jordan's house party was in full swing, bass thumping from s...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her phone. The group of guys by the fence had been egging her on for ten minutes, and her so-called friend Sierra was just s...
I was running—actually running—from my own dignity when the papaya incident happened. Cross country practice, sophomore year. Coach Miller decided it would be "character building"...
Maya's hair had never betrayed her until today. Senior photo day, and she looked like she'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket. The frizz had created its own atmosphere, a volumi...
Marcus had earned the nickname **bear** sophomore year—partly the height, partly the way he hibernated in his hoodie during lunch, mostly because he once literally growled at a fre...
Maya's summer was supposed to be chill, but instead she was stuck in this weird limbo between ending middle school and actually starting high school. The padel courts at the commun...
Maya's thumb hovered over the screen, heart doing that weird flutter thing it always did when she saw him post. Her **iPhone** glowed in her dark bedroom, 2:47 AM burning bright in...