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The orange swim trunks glowed like a radioactive traffic cone against the chain-link fence. Leo tugged at the waistband, suddenly certain that every single person at Lakeside Pool ...
The bull in the china store had nothing on me navigating freshman year. I was clumsy, awkward, and apparently the only person at Lincoln High who hadn't mastered the art of being e...
Maya pulled her bucket **hat** down lower, practically hiding her face. First week at Northwood High, and somehow she'd let Jessica talk her into this pool party. The kind where ev...
My nickname wasn't Fox because I was clever. It was because I was always running away. Thursday afternoon, found me sprinting through the parking lot behind the community center, ...
The smoothie shop smelled like desperation and overripe fruit. Maya leaned against the counter, scrolling through TikToks while her manager went on about the new menu items. "We'r...
The baseball cap sat pulled low on Maya's forehead, hiding everything she didn't want anyone to see. Specifically, the horrific accident she'd made of her hair yesterday — what was...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans—third time in five minutes—and stared at the orange slices arranged in a perfect spiral on the concession stand coun...
Maya's iPhone burned against her thigh, vibrating with another Instagram notification from the padel club's account. She'd been stalking their posts for weeks—basically acting like...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her denim shorts for the third time, feeling like a total loser even though nobody was watching. Probably. "You're literally g...
Maya stared at her iPhone screen, the blue light illuminating her locker-darkened face. Tyler's text sat there, delivered but not read: 'we need to talk.' Classic. The universal pr...
My hair was doing that thing again — the thing where it decided physics was optional and expanded to approximately three times its actual volume. I pulled my beanie **hat** down lo...
The vitamin D gummies sat on my dashboard like a judgment from my mother. 'Don't forget,' she'd texted. 'You're pale as a ghost.' Thanks, Mom. Really pumping up my confidence here....