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Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically fill a swimming pool. Not that anyone would notice. Not when Jake Torres was standing five feet away, looking like he'd just...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers trembling. The purple dye job was supposed to be subtle highlights. Instead, she looked like a grape had exploded on her head. Senior year wa...
Leo had spent two years perfecting the art of being background furniture at Creekwood High. Social pyramid? He wasn't even the foundation. He was the dirt underneath. "Dude, you H...
Lily stood at the edge of the padel court, clutching her borrowed racquet like it might bite. The summer heat shimmered off the artificial turf, and somewhere beyond the club's pri...
The pool party at Jenna's house was basically social hierarchy in liquid form. Popular kids floating on inflatables like royalty on lily pads, while the rest of us clung to the edg...
Maya's palms were sweating – literally dripping – which was disgusting and unfair. She wiped them on her jeans for the third time, staring across the cafeteria at Tyrell, who sat w...
Maya's first week at Northwood High was going exactly as well as that time in sixth grade when she accidentally wore her shirt inside out all day. Which is to say: not great at all...
I felt like a actual zombie. Finals week had turned my brain into mush, and now here I was at Jessica's pool party, clutching a bottle of orange Gatorade like it was the elixir of ...
Maya's vintage dad **hat** was her armor. Worn backward, it said I don't care what you think while absolutely caring what everyone thought. Especially Jordan. Especially today. Th...
Maya gripped her iPhone so hard her knuckles turned white. The screen lit up with another party invitation—the third one this week—but she hesitated. Tonight was Jessica's annual e...
The heat hit Maya like a physical weight the second she stepped out of her aunt's air-conditioned Honda. Florida in July—what was she thinking? The invitation had said "pool party,...
The hat was stupid. A neon orange trucker cap with "LIVE LAUGH LEAVE ME ALONE" embroidered across the front. Maya had bought it as a joke from the gas station checkout, but now it ...