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Maya's hair had always been basic. Not bad, just... there. Brown, straight, obedient. The kind of hair that blended into lockers and classroom backgrounds. Until the day she bought...
Marcus slumped on the bleachers, the metal still warm from the afternoon sun. Beside him, Jenna scrolled through her iPhone, her face lit by that familiar blue glow even as the sky...
The summer before sophomore year, I somehow got invited to Jessica Martinez's pool party. This was huge. Jessica was basically the pyramid top of our school's social hierarchy—beau...
Leo's life had become a mess of stolen glances and what-ifs. He lived for the crack of the bat against his baseball, the dirt kicking up around home plate, the way the summer air s...
Maya stared at her reflection, horrified. Her hair—usually her one reliable feature—now stuck out in every direction like she'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket. The YouTube DI...
The pool party was already in full swing when Maya arrived, fashionably late but internally screaming. She adjusted her bucket **hat** for the tenth time, using its wide brim as a ...
Maya hadn't slept in thirty hours. Junior year finals week will do that to you. She was running on caffeine fumes and desperation, basically a **zombie** shuffling through the scho...
Maya's summer job as the school mascot—a fuzzy brown **bear** costume—was supposed to be easy money. But standing at Tyler's end-of-summer pool party in her polyester suit while ev...
Maya's hands trembled as she adjusted the vintage fedora she'd thrifted for tonight's bonfire. It was her armor, her way of signaling to everyone at Northwood High that she wasn't ...
Maya's sweaty palm gripped her iPhone so hard she thought she might crack the screen. It was her first house party since transferring to Northwood High, and she'd already spent twe...
Jesse's cleats dug into the dirt, his heart pounding harder than when he was running laps in gym class. Backup third baseman. That's what the roster said, but the team knew it as '...
Maya's cat, Binx, sat on her windowsill, judging her outfit choice with those unnerving yellow eyes. The vintage baseball cap—stolen from her older brother's closet—felt wrong some...