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The carnival hat sat crushed on my head, a neon monstrosity I'd agreed to wear because Tyler said it'd be 'lowkey fire.' Spoiler: it wasn't. It was humiliating, and somewhere betwe...
Maya stood at the plate, the baseball bat feeling like a foreign object in her hands. Tryouts for the team tomorrow, and she'd never even hit a foul ball. Behind the backstop, her ...
The moment you realize your best friend is a padel-obsessed jock, your dog has a secret life, and the world has ended - but somehow, you're still worrying about your hair. I stand...
Maya's thumb hovered over the follow button—again—for the third time this week. Being a digital spy wasn't in her junior year plans, but here she was, forty-two weeks deep into Jas...
Maya stood at home plate, cleats digging into the dirt, as Coach barked signals from the dugout. The baseball field felt like her second home—or it used to, before everything got c...
The vitamin pills were the size of horse tablets, and my mom swore they'd make me a cross country champion. I'd choke one down every morning with orange juice, trying not to gag as...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. Two weeks in this new town and she still felt like an outsider, her curly hair an uncooperative halo around...
Maya's crush on Jake had survived eighth grade algebra, two awkward lunch periods, and that time he'd seen her with spinach in her teeth. But tonight? Tonight she'd finally make he...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her Solo cup like a lifeline. The sunset painted the sky in bruised orange and purple, but she barely noticed. Her brain felt like mus...
My palm was sweating so hard I thought my iPhone might slip right out of my hand and shatter on the cafeteria floor. Not that it would matter — I wasn't exactly scrolling through a...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangling in the cascade of coils she'd spent two hours perfecting. The invite said "pool party," but nobody mentioned that was code for "dest...
I stood frozen at the edge of the pool, clutching my phone like a lifeline. Three weeks ago, this was our spot—me and Jason, eating stale pretzels from the vending machine, complai...