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Maya's iphone died somewhere between the third and fourth mile of the trail. No bars anyway, not that it mattered now with a black screen. "You're literally addicted," her best fr...
The cafeteria smelled like disappointment and overcooked everything. I sat across from Jordan, trying to look cool while casually hiding behind my lunch tray. My mom had packed spi...
Maya's fingers hovered over the screen, her thumb frozen mid-scroll. Three notifications lit up her lock screen, but she wasn't processing any of them. Her mind was too busy calcul...
I was absolutely vibing until Maya's older brother pointed at my teeth. "You got a little..." He gestured at his own perfect smile, dimples and all. My heart dropped into my stom...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even stepped onto the pool deck. Of course Jake's mom went all out for his birthday—floating rainbow decorations, a DJ booth by the patio furnitu...
Maya's hair had betrayed her. Again. She'd spent forty-five minutes flat-ironing it that morning, only for the humidity to turn her sleek bob into a frizzy explosion by third peri...
Kai's life was officially over. He knew this with absolute certainty, the same way he knew that periodic table poster in his bedroom was cringe, or that asking Luna to homecoming w...
I was deep in zombie mode—brain fog from studying until 3AM for AP Chem—when my phone buzzed. 'U up?' Jordan. Of course. The one person who could text at dawn and somehow make i...
The party thumped against Maya's ribs like a second heartbeat. She stood in the corner of Jordan's basement, clutching a red plastic cup filled with something that definitely wasn'...
Maya stared at her reflection, the bathroom fluorescent lighting doing her absolutely no favors. The bright orange dye job she'd attempted at 2 AM after watching that TikTok tutori...
Leo felt like a literal zombie. Third consecutive all-nighter for AP Bio would do that to a person. His eyes burned, his brain was fog, and he was currently running track practice ...
Maya's life expectancy was exactly seven seconds. At least, that's what her brother claimed about goldfish memory, which felt increasingly accurate as she stood in the middle of Ty...