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The graduation party at Jordan's house was supposed to be low-key. You know, just a few friends, some snacks, maybe music that wasn't too loud to avoid the inevitable neighbor comp...
Maya stood at the edge of the lake, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The pool party raged behind her—laughter, music, splashes—but she felt like she was underwater, holding her...
Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, hat pulled low over her forehead. Not cool enough. She adjusted it, then adjusted again. The snapback was supposed to be her a...
I was running on two hours of sleep and an iced coffee that had stopped being cold three hours ago. Finals week had turned me into a certified zombie, stumbling through the hallway...
The backyard pool glowed with that fake-blue underwater light, like something from a dreams I kept having but could never remember. My cousin's graduation party. Everyone from scho...
The neon lights of Tony's Billiards buzzed overhead like trapped insects. Marcus stood at the edge of the pool table, pool cue trembling in his sweaty hands. His best friend Jasmin...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating, as she clutched her lunch bag against her chest and surveyed the cafeteria hierarchy. Junior year at Coral Reef High was basica...
Five a.m. practices. That's what turned me into a zombie. I mean, actual walking dead status — shambling through school halls, eyes half-glazed, responding to questions with uninte...
The social hierarchy at Northwood High operated like a pyramid scheme nobody asked to join. At the apex: the varsity athletes and TikTok-famous crowd. At the base: everyone else tr...
Maya's orange hair made her a target before she even spoke at her new school. Fresh from Oregon, she stuck out like a neon sign in the California hallway where everyone seemed to b...
Maya stared at the pyramid of energy drinks in Tyler's basement. Three rows, twenty cans total, gleaming under string lights. "It's called the Energy Vortex, Maya," Tyler said, ge...
Maya pressed her back against the school's ancient stone **sphinx** statue, heart hammering like she'd just chugged three energy drinks. This was it. Her chance to finally infiltra...