The Vitamin Shop Disaster
The first day of summer job at Nature's Glow should've been chill. Just me, Jordan, stacking vitamin supplements while pretending I knew what "antioxidant" meant. But then my crush...
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The first day of summer job at Nature's Glow should've been chill. Just me, Jordan, stacking vitamin supplements while pretending I knew what "antioxidant" meant. But then my crush...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could probably water a plant. Which would be ironic, considering she'd just spent twenty minutes arguing with her mom about eating more veget...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be chill, but Maya's stomach was doing full-on gymnastics. She'd been crushing on Tyler since freshmen year, and tonight felt like h...
Jordan's cleats clicked against the pavement, each step echoing the panic **running** through his veins. Tryouts. Freshman year. The ultimate social suicide mission if he choked, b...
The chlorine smell hit Maya first thing every morning at the clubhouse job. But at least it beat her mom's "get a hobby" speeches. "You missed the padel tournament," Liam said, to...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her phone. The pool party invite had been sitting in her messages for three days, and she'd spent approximately 47 of those ...
Maya's phone buzzed with another notification from the Padel Club group chat. "Friday night tournament. Who's in?" She stared at the screen, fingers hovering. Ever since she'd mov...
The coaxial cable dangling from my bedroom wall had been dead for three weeks since Mom canceled the TV. Dad's departure package didn't include premium cable, apparently. But I'd f...
Maya's mom was doing that thing again where she snuck spinach into the smoothie and pretended it was just 'extra green.' Maya took a sip, grimaced, and checked her iPhone under the...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like it was a life raft. The tropical-themed graduation party was in full swing—literally. People were cannonballing, laughi...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate. Again. She stood before her bathroom mirror, straightener in hand, watching frizz mushroom around her face like she'd stuck a fork in an electrica...
Maya's mom said moving schools would be fine. That she'd make friends. That sophomore year wasn't supposed to start with eating lunch alone while watching everyone else live their ...