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Maya's first week at Northwood High felt like walking through a pyramid scheme where the currency was confidence and she was completely broke. The social hierarchy stacked itself i...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset copper, not traffic-cone orange. The box had lied. Now she was stuck with neon orange hair three days before sophomore year started, which was...
The morning after my first real breakup, I felt like a zombie—one of the walking dead from those cheesy Netflix dramas, except my tragedy wasn't supernatural. It was just Jordan gh...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his vitamin D supplement like it was a lifeline. Mom had made him promise to take it with breakfast, but he'd forgotten—again—and no...
The community pool was where everything happened — or didn't happen, depending on who you asked. Maya stood behind the concession counter, counting down the minutes until her shift...
Maya's day had already gone down in flames during third period lunch. She'd spent twenty minutes smiling at Lucas from across the cafeteria—only to discover later, thanks to her ba...
Marcus's dad had turned their garage into a pyramid of boxes—ancient artifacts, dusty sculptures, and what he called "investment pieces" but Mom called "trash." The pyramid current...
Maya's hair had always been her safety blanket—long, dark, and perfectly controllable. Until the night she decided to dye it electric blue because Tyler said it would look "aesthet...
The Saturday night party at Dustin's house was supposed to be chill, but Maya's palms were sweating like crazy. She clutched her red Solo cup tighter, watching Jake across the pool...
The chlorine hit Maya's nose before she even saw the water. Jessica's annual pool party — the social event of the summer, or at least that's how Jess hyped it. Maya adjusted her or...
The goldfish was supposed to be easy. That's what Jessica said when she dumped the bowl on my bed like it was a pair of borrowed sneakers. Just feed it. How hard could it be? But h...
The championship baseball game was on cable channel 42, and my living room had transformed into a war zone. Dad claimed the remote for his news marathon. Mom needed the TV for her ...