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Marcus stood in front of his bathroom mirror, fishing the last neon-orange vitamin D gummy from the bottle. His mom swore they'd help with his "seasonal affective disorder," which ...
My cat Bean witnessed the entire disaster, sprawled across my laptop like he was the one assigned to write my English essay instead of me. Outside, the sounds of the Miller's pool ...
The neon-orange visor was humiliating. Like, actually offensive. But apparently that's what you got when you were the new hire at Pharaoh's Putt-Putt Palace — minimum wage, maximum...
The cafeteria pyramid of social hierarchy was rigid, and Maya was definitely somewhere in the middle—not popular enough to sit at the senior table, but not invisible enough to esca...
Maya stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, her frizzy **hair** defying gravity after another failed attempt at curling it for tonight's party. The first proper high school gath...
The thing about high school is it's basically a pyramid, right? Popular kids at the top, everyone else stacked awkwardly below, and then there's me — somewhere in the basement, hol...
Maya stuffed another bottle of vitamin D3 supplements onto the shelf at GreenLife, trying to ignore how her hands shook. Jake, the varsity quarterback who somehow always ended up i...
Maya's iPhone buzzed on her nightstand at 11:47 PM — the golden hour of teenage existence. Her heart did that ridiculous fluttery thing as she squinted at the screen through sleep-...
Marcus pulled the beanie down—his hair was doing that weird floppy thing again—and adjusted his camera. The Twitch stream was live in five minutes, and his hands were sweating. "Y...
Maya's cat, Jupiter, decided 7:43 AM was the perfect time to knock her phone off the nightstand. The notification glowing on her floor read: *TYLER'S PARTY TONIGHT 8PM* — the socia...
Maya's iPhone screen glowed in the darkness of her bedroom at 2 AM, the blue light illuminating tears that had been falling for an hour. The text from Jordan still burned in her vi...
The thing nobody tells you about padel is that it's basically tennis but LOUDER. Which meant when I smashed the ball into the fence for the third time, everyone heard. "Yo, Maya, ...