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Maya's heart did that weird **lightning**-strike thing again every time Jake's locker slammed near hers. Not the dramatic movie kind with swelling music—the awkward, silent kind wh...
Maya pressed her ear against the vent, the cold metal shocking her cheek. Below, in the basement, voices carried up through the heating duct like they were sitting right next to he...
Maya's summer job at Juice Nation was supposed to be easy money. Blend fruit, take orders, vibe to the playlist. But when Caleb walked in—the Caleb who sat three rows behind her in...
Maya's first week at Jefferson High was basically a disaster, until she discovered the padel courts behind the gym. She'd been playing since summer camp, watching YouTube tutorials...
The baseball sailed over the fence—again. "Dude, you were supposed to CATCH it, not launch it into orbit," Marcus laughed, shoving my shoulder playfully. "My bad." The lie burned ...
The chlorine stung my eyes, but I refused to look away. Across the pool, Jake Lancaster was holding court with his varsity jacket crew, laughing like they owned everything. I felt ...
Neptune had been dead for three days before Maya finally worked up the courage to flush him. The goldfish had been her only real companion since her family moved to this apartment ...
The Friday night lights of Julia's house party hit me like a freight train, and I immediately regretted everything. My phone was at 4%, I knew approximately three people total, and...
The pool party was supposed to be legendary, but honestly? I was operating on pure zombie mode. Three days of finals had turned my brain into mush, and I'd been surviving on those ...
Maya's vintage fox hat was supposed to be her armor. When she slipped it onto her head that morning, the fuzzy orange ears perking up defiantly, she felt invincible. Ready. The hat...
The fluorescent lights of North Valley High buzzed like an electrical headache, and honestly? I felt like a zombie. Three hours of sleep APUSH cramming will do that to you. I clut...
The pool rippled like liquid moonlight, and I felt like a zombie—four hours of sleep because someone (me) couldn't stop scrolling my iPhone until 3 AM. Typical Friday. Maya's part...