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Maya's iPhone died at 7:43 PM—exactly seventeen minutes before Jordan's party started. The universe, apparently, had a personal vendetta against her social life. "You'll be fine,"...
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Maya's iPhone died at 7:43 PM—exactly seventeen minutes before Jordan's party started. The universe, apparently, had a personal vendetta against her social life. "You'll be fine,"...
The carnival lights blurred together as Maya tried to focus on anything but Tyler's hand brushing against hers. She'd been crushing on him since seventh period English when he'd do...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate that morning. She'd spent forty minutes trying to tame the frizz, only to end up with what looked like a bird's nest after a hurricane. Great. Firs...
The chlorine stung Marcus's eyes as he surfaced, gasping. Summer pool party at Jessica's house — ultimate social danger zone, and he was treading water in the deep end like a confu...
Maya stared at the Egyptian-themed restaurant menu like it was written in hieroglyphics she hadn't studied for. Two weeks into her first job at Pharaoh's Feast, and she still felt ...
Maya stood at the pool's edge, her toes curled against the slippery concrete. The community center pool party swirled with bodies and splashes, but she might as well have been stan...
Maya's iPhone buzzed against her thigh, but she ignored it. The text could wait. What couldn't wait was the way Leo's laugh carried across the pool area, making her stomach do that...
My palms were sweating through my grip on the padel racket, which was embarrassing considering I'd been playing baseball since I was seven and never once lost my cool at the plate....
Marcus had been running laps since freshman orientation, but this time it wasn't just conditioning drills for the baseball team. This time, he was running from himself. "Dude, you...
Marcus stood at the plate, the baseball bat feeling like a lead pipe in his sweaty hands. The entire varsity team watched from the dugout—well, watched in between checking their ph...
Maya's iphone buzzed in her back pocket, probably another selfie from the party she'd bailed on. Instead, she stood in the middle of her abuela's dusty farm in Texas, sweating thro...
I wasn't supposed to be at Jordan's party. My mom thought I was at Maya's studying, which honestly I WAS, until Maya's older brother showed up with an invite and zero supervision. ...