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Tyler's bronzed chest gleamed like a Greek statue come to life, and I was about to become the awkward freshman who ruined everyone's pool party vibe. My phone buzzed in my pocket —...
Jordan's basement smelled like stale Doritos and the lemon candle his mom lit to cover it up. Friday night game night with the squad — the one time all week I could actually breath...
Maya stood at the edge of the padel court, clutching her borrowed racquet like it might detonate. The glass walls reflected her uncertain expression—seventeen years old and still f...
Maya's hair had always been her safety blanket—long, brown, and completely invisible. At sixteen, that felt like the only way to survive North High, where Jordan made it his person...
6 AM practice hits different when you haven't slept because you were doom-scrolling your crush's Instagram. AGAIN. I'm lacing up my trainers when Jayden slides onto the bench next...
Jordan adjusted his baseball cap, brim pulled low to hide the flush creeping up his neck. varsity tryouts were tomorrow, and the entire team was at Tyler's house, celebrating what ...
The air conditioning at Canyon Creek High had been dead for three days, and Maya's sixth period AP Bio classroom felt like the inside of someone's mouth after a three-hour nap. She...
The orange sun dipped behind the community center as Maya sat on the edge of the pool, her legs dangling in the cool water. Another summer evening wasted while everyone else was li...
My hair was a casualty. That's the only way to describe what happened the summer before sophomore year, when I decided I was finally going to be someone new. Someone confident. Som...
The **pool** party was supposed to be epic, but instead it was just awkward as hell. Everyone from school was there, including Jessica, who I'd been crushing on since September, an...
I was definitely entering zombie mode. Like, actual walking dead status. Coach Martinez had us running intervals until my legs felt like they were made of lead and regret. Welcome ...
Maya's bedroom mirror reflected a catastrophe. The pink box dye she'd impulse-bought at CVS had turned her normally sleek brown **hair** into what her younger brother Jaylen immedi...