Riddles at the Finish Line
The social pyramid at Northwood High had been crystal clear since freshman year: varsity athletes at the top, theater kids somewhere in the middle, and everyone else fighting for t...
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The social pyramid at Northwood High had been crystal clear since freshman year: varsity athletes at the top, theater kids somewhere in the middle, and everyone else fighting for t...
The humidity at Stormcrest Summer Camp was thick enough to chew. I was sixteen, sporting a hairline fracture on my confidence and a crush that felt bigger than my entire future. "...
Zephyr spent the entire seventh grade peering over the top of her spiraling notebook, convinced her role in life was that of a reluctant spy documenting the terrifying ecosystem of...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers trembling as they hovered over the bleach kit. Her hair—currently a chaos of frizzy curls—had to be perfect for freshman orientation tomorrow...
The bathroom mirror showed a stranger. Gone was the shoulder-length hair I'd spent two years growing out— sacrificed to a moment of panic and a YouTube tutorial that promised 'effo...
The orange hair was supposed to be my rebrand. Fresh start, junior year, new me who didn't care what anyone thought. Except I did care, obviously, which is why I spent forty-five m...
The bathroom mirror reflected someone I didn't recognize anymore. Well, the hair was a dead giveaway – I'd spent three hours transforming my mousy brown into a screaming neon orang...
Alex Chen's first week at Northwood High could have gone worse. Probably. Definitely not today. The problem started at 7:15 AM when Mom decided that what Alex really needed on t...
My palms were sweating so bad I could barely grip my phone. Three notifications from Maya. Two from the group chat. Zero from him. "You're overthinking it again," Leo said, chunki...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans for the third time, watching Jordan across the bonfire circle. He was wearing that stupid beanie hat even though it w...
Maya adjusted the vintage cowboy hat on her head, checking her reflection in the bathroom mirror one last time. It was stolen from her sister's closet—a bold move for someone who'd...
Maya's older brother Derek was supposed to be watching their pet goldfish, Bubbles, while their parents were out. Instead, he'd abandoned the living room for his bedroom, probably ...