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Maya pulled her beanie lower, the brim hiding eyes that had seen too much. That's what happens when you become the school's unofficial **spy**. Three weeks ago, she'd accidentally...
The pool party was already mid-level chaotic when Maya arrived, clutching her towel like a safety net. Jenna's backyard looked like something out of a teen movie — too-perfect stri...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging his eyes. The swimming coach had just posted the cut list, and his name wasn't on it. Again. "Whatever," he muttered, check...
The swim cap was hideous. Golden sphinxes patterned across bright blue stretched material – a relic from when our high school team thought 'Riddles of the Deep' was a badass slogan...
The pool party at Jessica's house was supposed to be my moment. You know that feeling when you've been crushing on someone for months and finally there's a chance to actually talk ...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from her ex-best friend, and she almost threw it across the cafeteria. Three weeks of silent treatment, and now Jess wanted to talk? No thanks...
The pool party at Maya's house was supposed to be lit, but I was stuck in the corner nursing a warm soda, convinced everyone could see the pool floatie wrapped around my waist—a gi...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be legendary, but Maya spent the first hour clinging to a red solo cup like it was a life raft. Somewhere across the backyard, Jorda...
The padel ball whizzed past my ear, close enough that I could feel the wind on my neck. On the other side of the court, Chloe laughed with Mia — Mia, the girl I'd been best friends...
Maya's hair was doing that thing it always did when she stressed — frizzing like she'd stuck her finger in an electrical socket. She glared at her reflection, trying to flatten the...
Maya's first day at Westbridge High felt like walking onto a field where everyone else already knew the plays. The cafeteria alone was a battlefield — cliques staking out territori...
Maya's fingers flew across her iPhone screen, doomscrolling through TikToks while pretending to stretch for padel practice. The outdoor court felt like a social pyramid scheme—popu...