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I was running eighth lap when my iPhone slipped from my sweat-drenched pocket and shattered against the rubber track. Great. Another thing to explain to my mom. "You okay, Maya?" ...
The pool party at Jessica's house was exactly where I didn't want to be. The water glittered like something from a teen magazine, and somehow everyone already knew how to exist in ...
Leo stood in right field, dust kicking up around his cleats. The summer sun beat down on his neck like a judgment. 'You okay, man?' Marcus yelled from second base. 'You look like...
Maya's phone buzzed with the location: the old abandoned baseball field behind the rec center. Her first party as a high school freshman, and she was already panic-texting her best...
Marcus's life was basically a **baseball** game he hadn't signed up to play. Pitch after pitch, swing and miss, while his dad's voice echoed from the stands like a broken replay. "...
Maya's curls had a mind of their own, but today they were straight-up rebellious. She'd spent forty-five minutes battling with her hair before the pool party, trying to look effort...
Maya's palms were sweating — like, literally dripping — as she stood outside Jordan's house. The thumping bass from inside vibrated through her Converse. Tonight was the night. Fir...
The invitation sat on my phone screen for three hours before Maya finally texted: are you coming??? Pool party. At Jason's house. The guy I'd had a crush on since seventh grade ma...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her solo cup like it was a lifeline. The water glittered with that perfect Instagram-filter blue, but inside? Maya felt like she...
Third period PE was my personal dungeon. Coach Miller made us do laps until my limbs felt like they'd been replaced with lead pipes. Meanwhile, Jordan—aka Baseball God, aka My Crus...
Maya's shift at Green Goddess smoothies started like any other Saturday—until Tyler walked in. Tyler with the perfectly messy hair and the varsity jacket, who somehow made carrying...
The coaxial **cable** behind my TV had been frayed for weeks, but I'd been too broke to replace it. Tonight, though, Riley was coming over for our first 'hangout' that wasn't just ...