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Summer at the Crawford's house wasn't like summer anywhere else. While I was usually lifeguarding at the community pool for minimum wage, today I was standing on the edge of the *a...
Maya's palms were sweating. Literally sweating. Like, she could practically fill a water bottle with the nervous juice collecting in her hands. "Dude, you good?" Jordan asked, cra...
Maya's cat, Barnaby, wasn't exactly helping her reputation. While other girls had French bulldogs or Instagram-worthy hamsters, she had a tubby tabby who farted when nervous and in...
Riley's summer job scrubbing the pool deck at the country club wasn't exactly legendary content, but at least the flex was free gatorade. The sun beat down on her neck as she scoop...
The air smelled like coconut sunscreen and teen anxiety. I stood at the edge of Maya's pool, clutching my **papaya** smoothie like it was a lifeline. Which, honestly, it kind of w...
Bro, you're literally spiraling," Marcus said, flopping onto my bed. I stared at my iPhone screen, thumb hovering over the message I'd been drafting for twenty minutes. *Hey, wan...
Marcus adjusted his backwards baseball cap, fingers trembling slightly around his iPhone. The notification glare mocked him: *You up?* from Skylar—the girl who'd somehow gone from ...
The first mistake was trusting Jenna with my phone. The second was wearing this dress. "You look so aesthetic!" she'd promised earlier, but now the silk cling-wrap situation was b...
Maya's phone buzzed with Marcus's text: you coming to Jordan's? everyone's gonna be there. She stared at the screen, thumb hovering. Senior year was supposed to be the peak—the soc...
The orange padel ball sailed over my head—again. I'd somehow convinced myself that joining the intramural league would be my glow-up moment. Spoiler alert: it wasn't. My backhand r...
Maya stared at her reflection, finger-combing her frizzy hair for the tenth time. The school bathroom mirror showed exactly what she'd been trying to fix all morning: hair that ref...
Maya's summer job at the vitamin shop was supposed to be easy—just stock shelves and listen to podcasts. But her cousin Brianna had other plans. "You're basically a spy now," Brian...