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The first time I saw the fox, I was literally dying inside. Tryouts for the cross country team had been that morning—me, huffing like I'd smoked a pack a day since kindergarten, w...
Maya's oversized bucket hat wasn't just a fashion statement—it was her invisibility cloak, her fortress of solitude, her "don't perceive me" force field. At 15, when everyone else ...
Maya's hands shook as she twisted open the vitamin bottle—again. Cherry flavor, third one today. Not that she actually believed they'd fix her awkwardness, but at least she could b...
Maya's first week at Northwood High was going exactly zero percent well until lunch on Thursday, when she realized the spinach from her salad had been camping in her front teeth fo...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tugging at her hair. Again. The natural texture she'd finally learned to embrace had decided to stage a rebellion overnight, exploding into a...
The cable for my gaming setup lay tangled on my bedroom floor, mocking me. Three weeks of summer, and I'd barely left the house except for obligatory family dinners. My mom's voice...
Maya floated on her back in the neighbor's pool, chlorine stinging her eyes, replaying the conversation for the hundredth time. Her mom had cornered her that morning with the vitam...
Kai's iPhone 7 sat on the cafeteria table like a fossil from another era. Around him, friends streamed TikToks on 15s and 14s, their faces illuminated by retina displays that made ...
Maya stared at her hair in the bathroom mirror, counting the split ends like they were days until graduation. Her mom had bought her those expensive hair vitamins—'gummy bears for ...
The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in streaks of coral and mango as I sat glued to my iPhone, doomscrolling through everyone's perfect lives. I'd been in zombie mod...
The cafeteria hat rule was stupid, but Marcus wasn't about to risk detention again. He'd spent three weeks growing out his fade specifically so he could wear his grandfather's fedo...
Maya stared at the plastic cup filled with what looked like radioactive sludge. Across the lunch table, Jordan grinned like he'd just won the lottery. "Drink it," Jordan said, his...