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The backward snap**hat** was supposed to be armor. Maya's idea—a "wear it till you believe it" strategy to survive Taylor's End-of-Summer Blowout. Now, standing at the edge of the...
The baseball dugout smelled like old bubblegum and teenage desperation. I sat on the bench, my jersey sticking to my back, watching Carter from across the diamond. He was at bat, l...
Jax stood at home plate, the baseball bat feeling like a lead pipe in his sweaty hands. The entire sophomore class was watching — including Skylar, who sat in the bleachers looking...
Marcus positioned himself precisely three steps down from Jordan—peak seat at the lunch table, optimal proximity to popularity. He'd spent freshman year studying the school's socia...
Maya's been hiding in the bathroom for twenty minutes, scrolling through her phone with zero bars, calculating exactly how much longer she needs to stay before it's socially accept...
Maya's vintage dad hat covered half her face, which was exactly how she wanted it that morning. The cross country team gathered at the crack of dawn, and she wasn't trying to make ...
Maya's palms were sweating again. Gross, slippery-wet hands right before baseball tryouts. Exactly what she needed. "You good?" Jordan asked, bumping her shoulder with his. His je...
Maya's hair looked like a disaster—a triangular tragedy her mom called "layered" but Maya knew was basically a pyramid on her head. She stared in the bathroom mirror, tugging at th...
Maya's mom kept pushing the vitamin D supplements on her, claiming they'd help with "seasonal affective disorder," but Maya knew the truth: nothing could fix the particular crushin...
Maya stood by the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging her eyes. Freshman orientation was tomorrow, and she felt like she was drowning already. "Your hair's gonna look like a zombi...
The summer before sophomore year, Maya's goldfish Ferdinand died at the worst possible time—right when she was supposed to be at Tyler's party. Instead of flirting with the cute sk...
Maya's heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird as she stood outside Jake's house, the bass from inside vibrating through the soles of her knock-off Converse. This was i...