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The humidity hit me like a wall as I walked through the sliding glass door, my iphone practically slipping from my sweaty palms. Carter's annual end-of-school pool party. The socia...
The first time I saw the Converse sitting on my bed—vintage 2008, size 9, orange like a traffic cone—I knew my mom had bought them from that thrift shop downtown. The one that smel...
The fluorescent gym lights hit my cheap party hat — a paper cone leftover from someone's quinceañera that I'd somehow ended up wearing. Around me, the student council had arranged ...
Maya's hand wouldn't stop shaking. Not in a terrified way — more like her **palm** had absorbed too much caffeine and teenage anxiety and was now vibrating at a frequency that only...
My summer was supposed to be vibing at home, rotting in bed, and maybe finally starting that podcast I'd been talking about since February. Instead, my mom signed me up for counsel...
Jordan's heart hammered against their ribs like a trapped bird. The spring fling was in full swing, and somewhere in this gym-turned-dance-floor, Riley was probably wondering why J...
Maya's **spinach**-smoothie experiment had backfashed spectacularly. Now she was stuck at the country club pool party with green flecks stuck in her braces, watching **water** drop...
My hair was doing that thing again—that electric-static frizz explosion that made me look like I'd stuck my finger in a socket, except somehow less cute. I stared into my locker mi...
Maya stared at her reflection, wishing her naturally curly hair would just behave for once. She'd spent forty-five minutes straightening it, only for the middle school hallway's hu...
Leo felt like a **zombie**. Three weeks into summer break and he'd already maxed out his social battery—something he didn't even know he had until it died. His dad called it 'teena...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. The house party raged behind her—some senior's parents were out of town, naturally—but she'd ...
Maya's hair was supposed to be copper highlights. Instead, it looked like a fox had exploded on her head. "It's... bold," her best friend Ji-won said, wincing. "Bold" meant disas...