Silver Fox Summer
The social pyramid at Northwood High was simple: cheerleaders at the top, band kids near the bottom, and everyone else fighting for the middle layers. I'd spent three years climbin...
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The social pyramid at Northwood High was simple: cheerleaders at the top, band kids near the bottom, and everyone else fighting for the middle layers. I'd spent three years climbin...
The social pyramid at Crestwood High had Emma exactly where she didn't want to be: somewhere between the theater kids and the lunchroom staff. Her so-called friend Chloe had spent ...
The community center hummed with Friday afternoon energy. I adjusted my grip on the padel racket, sweating through my tank top even though I'd barely moved. "You're holding it lik...
I looked in the mirror and barely recognized myself. The bleach had turned my hair a patchy orange that looked like I'd stuck my head in a bag of Cheetos. Mom was going to lose it....
My dad's bucket hat sat pulled low over my eyes, my personal shield against the blazing sun and, more importantly, against *Her*. I was playing **spy**, basically. Not the cool Ja...
The hat was my brother's — a beat-up leather thing that smelled like peppermint tobacco and bad decisions. Wearing it made me feel like I could pull off anything, even though I was...
Marcus stared at the black screen, the coaxial cable dangling like a dead snake from the wall. Three weeks without WiFi, and his social life had officially flatlined. "Bro, you st...
The August heat had turned me into something that barely qualified as human. I was essentially a **zombie** shuffling between **swimming** practice and my bedroom, surviving on a d...
The first day of junior year, Tyler decided he was done being the quiet kid who sat in the back. His master plan started with two things: trying out for the **baseball** team and f...
Maya's first house party felt like walking into a Sphinx's riddle without the answer key. The basement pulsed with bass that vibrated in her chest, and everywhere she looked, coupl...
Maya's stomach did somersaults as she stood at the edge of Jake's pool, clutching her contribution to the party like a lifeline. Her mom had insisted she bring something, and appar...
Maya's frizzy **hair** defied physics, gravity, and every expensive product her mom bought. It was the first thing anyone noticed about her—the girl with the lion's mane. Maya noti...