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My first mistake was letting Maya talk me into wearing the fox hat. It was neon orange with ears that twitched when you moved your head—she'd won it at some carnival and claimed it...
The group chat was blowing up. *Where's Maya?* *She's being so weird lately.* *Did she block me?* I lay on my bed, phone glowing against my face, feeling like a total fraud. Okay,...
Maya dragged herself through the front door, feeling like a member of the walking dead after three hours of AP Bio practice. Her mom immediately greeted her with the usual interrog...
My legs burned like I'd been running through actual fire, not just the last quarter-mile of the JV cross country meet. Coach Miller had been yelling at me from the sidelines—someth...
Leo moved through the hallway like a **zombie**, three hours of sleep and finals week turning his brain into something that definitely used to be functional. He'd meant to study un...
Maya's hair defied physics that Tuesday—half purple, half her natural brown, because the box dye failed and now she looked like a confused cotton candy. Which was exactly why she c...
Maya's summer transformation plan was simple: get contacts, finally cut the waist-long hair she'd been hiding behind since middle school, and actually talk to people at tryouts. Bu...
Maya's supposed best friend Sarah had been ghosting her for three weeks straight, ever since Sarah made varsity volleyball and Maya got cut. Now Sarah sat at the 'cool' lunch table...
The cable van smelled like stale coffee and my dad's Old Spice. This was my summer job—shadowing the cable guy, which wasn't exactly the glowing resume builder I'd promised myself ...
The storm rolled in right as I stepped to the plate. Typical. My life's basically a comedy of errors at this point. "You got this, Marcus!" Jenna yelled from the bleachers, and my...
Maya felt like a zombie walking through the halls of Northwood High. Three hours of sleep tended to do that to a person, especially when you'd spent the entire night overthinking e...
The pool party was exactly as Maya dreaded — too many people in too little clothing, chlorine heavy in the air, and social circles that felt impenetrable. She'd spent the first hou...