The Ghost in the Goldfish Bowl
Three days of total radio silence from Jordan, and I was spiraling. I sat cross-legged on my bedroom floor, dramatically staring at my goldfish like it held the answers to the univ...
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Three days of total radio silence from Jordan, and I was spiraling. I sat cross-legged on my bedroom floor, dramatically staring at my goldfish like it held the answers to the univ...
The cable dangled from the wall like a dead snake, its exposed wire glinting under the lake house's fluorescent lights. Three of us stood there, assessing the damage. Marcus pointe...
Marcus's dad kept saying he'd be varsity baseball material by sophomore year. That's like, the biggest lie ever told. Marcus couldn't hit a beach ball with a tennis racket, let alo...
The chlorine smell hit Maya before she even saw the pool. Taylor's end-of-year party. The one everyone had been talking about since April. Maya stood by the fence in her oversized ...
Tyler stood at the plate, the baseball feeling like a lead brick in his hands. Coach Miller — a literal bull of a man, neck muscles like tree trunks — screamed from the dugout. "F...
The pool party was already low-key chaos when I showed up, and I could feel my social battery draining faster than my phone at a music festival. I stood by the snack table, clutchi...
Everyone called Leo 'Fox' because he could slip through crowds without making a sound, perfect for gathering intel on who liked who at Northwood High. That's how I found myself hid...
Maya smoothed down her fox hoodie—the one with the ears that her crush, Jordan, had definitely noticed her wearing twice this week. She took a deep breath and pushed through the do...
Maya's hair had turned green. Not cute, mermaid green. More like swamp-monster-that-ate-too-much-kale green. "This is literally the worst thing that's ever happened to anyone," sh...
Marcus's house still had basic cable while everyone else at Northwood High had moved to streaming. It was basically social suicide. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst ...
Maya dragged herself into third period, feeling like a total zombie. Three weeks into freshman year and she was still running on two hours of sleep and a worrying amount of caffein...
The universe had it out for me today, and it started with the cable. I woke up fifteen minutes late to discover our family cat, Barnaby, had chewed through the ethernet cable overn...