Orange Crush
Maya stared at the bathroom mirror, the box of hair dye clutched in her trembling hand. "Electric Sunset Orange" it promised. Anything was better than the mousy brown that made her...
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Maya stared at the bathroom mirror, the box of hair dye clutched in her trembling hand. "Electric Sunset Orange" it promised. Anything was better than the mousy brown that made her...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, practically hiding her entire face. This party was already a disaster, and she'd only been here twenty minutes. Her best friend Chloe had abandon...
My goldfish had more game than me. And he was literally floating in a bowl on my nightstand, doing absolutely nothing while I hyperventilated into my iPhone screen. It was 7:43 AM...
Maya stared at her reflection, willing her hair to cooperate. It had other plans—specifically, a destiny as a frizzy pyramid on top of her head. "You look fine," her little broth...
Maya stared at her cracked iPhone screen at 2 AM, doomscrolling through perfection that wasn't hers. Her hair looked like she'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket — again — and t...
The pool party was supposed to be lame—just another Saturday night with the same crowd from North Valley High. But then Tyler's **iphone** buzzed with the group chat that changed e...
Freshman year hit me like a freight train made of insecurity and bad haircuts. I'm chilling at lunch, dolo because my middle school friends scattered like roaches when lights turn...
Maya had been wearing the same black beanie for three weeks straight. It was her brother's—stolen from his laundry pile during one of her "I need a personality transplant" phases—a...
Maya stood by the edge of the pool clutching her iPhone like a lifeline, the familiar glow of Instagram and TikTok providing a shield against the awkwardness of Jake's birthday par...
Maya stared at her iPhone screen at 2 AM, the blue light washing out her face in the bathroom mirror. She'd been lurking on Kai's Instagram for forty-five minutes, watching his sto...
The bathroom mirror showed a stranger. My hair, previously basic brown, now blazed goldfish-orange—three boxes of dye and a YouTube tutorial later. Mom would kill me if she saw the...
Maya's dad always said he was an entrepreneur. The word sounded fancy, like something from a business documentary. But when Noah whispered that her dad was in a pyramid scheme duri...