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Maya's black beanie was basically fused to her skull at this point. Three months of hiding behind it — pulling it down when she walked past sophomore crushes, yanking it lower when...
Maya's fingers hovered over her iPhone screen, the perfect caption eluding her for the twentieth time. The selfie looked good—okay, amazing—but something felt off. Her normally cur...
Maya clutched her phone like a lifeline, thumbs flying as she typed furiously. The new seating chart meant she was now stuck behind Tyler—the guy who'd been giving her side-eye sin...
Maya's summer job at the country club was supposed to be easy—until she met the sphinx. Not the mythical kind, obviously. Jordan, whose nickname came from his habit of posing ridd...
The crown of my backward baseball cap was basically cutting off circulation to my brain, but no way was I taking it off. Jake's dad had dropped us off at the stadium twenty minutes...
The humidity hit me like a wall when I stepped off the bus in Miami. July. Palm trees swaying like they didn't have a care in the world, while I was sweating through my vintage ban...
Maya leaned against the pool fence, clutching her red Solo cup like it was a lifeline. The seniors' end-of-year party raged behind her—music thumping, people she'd known forever su...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High wasn't built with stone—it was constructed with whispered rumors, expensive sneakers, and who sat at which lunch table. I'd spent my entire fresh...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers trembling as they brushed against the disaster on her head. Her mom had talked her into a 'trim,' but the stylist had clearly interpreted tha...
The stupid trucker hat sat perched on Jake's head like a dead animal. He'd bought it at Hot Topic because Tyler wore one, but Tyler made it look effortless. Jake just looked like h...
Summer before junior year, I fell for the oldest trick in the book. Marcus, with his neon fitted hat pulled low, caught me behind the 7-Eleven. "Bro, it's not a pyramid scheme," h...
Maya's hair was absolutely not cooperating. Like, at all. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame the frizz for tonight—her first actual date with what might be The Most Perf...