Palm Sweat & Pool Parties
Maya's palms were sweating through her phone case, and she was 87% sure the new kid, Jax, was about to notice her staring at him from across the deck. "You good?" Chloe whispered,...
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Maya's palms were sweating through her phone case, and she was 87% sure the new kid, Jax, was about to notice her staring at him from across the deck. "You good?" Chloe whispered,...
I'm not saying I'm a total weirdo, but when you're fifteen and sitting alone at lunch, you definitely feel like one. The cafeteria noise hits different when you're solo — clanking ...
Maya's sweat made her phone screen slippery as she stared at the unread text from Leo. *You coming?* She'd been staring at those two words for twenty minutes, her heart doing that ...
I dragged myself through the school hallway like a literal zombie—hoodie up, eyes half-lidded, surviving on three hours of sleep and an iced coffee that had given up on life two pe...
Maya's toes curled against the rough pool deck edge, heart hammering like it always did right before the 100 freestyle. But this time, the nerves weren't about the race. They were ...
Maya's blue hair was supposed to be her rebellion. Instead, it was just dye that stained her pillowcase and made her mom sigh dramatically every morning. The real rebellion was hap...
The invite to Jake's pool party had been sitting on my phone for three days, and I'd been low-key spiraling the whole time. See, the thing was — I couldn't actually go **swimming**...
Maya's hair wasn't supposed to be orange. Her mom had specifically said "nothing permanent" when she'd begged for highlights last month, but here she was, sitting on the bleachers ...
The floatiePOP playlist blasted from Jordan's cracked waterproof speaker as I clutched my phone like a lifeline. Lake Travis shimmered under the July sun, dotted with enough influe...
The country club pool shimmered like something from a music video, and I was definitely not the main character. I was the extra who trips in the background. "You coming, bro?" Tyl...
My life was a carefully curated feed of peak experiences until the spinach incident. It started when Mom—trying to be supportive of my sudden health kick—packed spinach wraps in m...
Maya's summer was supposed to be about finding her people. Instead, she was drowning in mismatched athletic gear and an identity crisis that hit harder than a baseball to the face....