The Fox at Midnight
Leo's summer was going exactly like every other summer: invisible. His parents had cut the cable bill to save money, which meant no mindless Netflix scrolling to escape the fact th...
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Leo's summer was going exactly like every other summer: invisible. His parents had cut the cable bill to save money, which meant no mindless Netflix scrolling to escape the fact th...
Leo's dad's vintage fedora sat on his head like a dead raccoon. That's exactly what Maya had said when she'd seen it earlier that night. "It's retro," Leo had insisted, though the...
My beanie was literally my entire personality. Purple, oversized, covered in embroidered patches from bands nobody's ever heard of. Pulling it down over my ears was my security bla...
The first day of my lifeguard gig at the rec center, I learned three things: never eat papaya right before whistle duty, always check if your swimsuit is fully tied, and apparently...
Marcus wiped his sweaty palm on his jeans—not that it helped. The baseball tryouts were tomorrow and his nerves were doing jumping jacks without permission. "You're overthinking i...
Maya's legs burned from running three miles in the August heat, but she couldn't stop. Not with Tyler watching from his porch, his easy laugh carrying across the street like he own...
Jordan's hair was doing that thing again—the frizzy halo situation that happened every time humidity climbed above 60%. Which, naturally, was today. The day of the summer kick-off ...
The orange jersey hung too big on my shoulders. Way too big. "You're gonna crush it, Leo," Marcus said, adjusting the papier-mâché bull head that had definitely seen better seaso...
The barbershop ceiling fan spun lazily as I stared at my reflection, horrified. My curly hair—previously shoulder-length and somehow manageable—now hovered in a tragic, uneven tria...
The pool party at Jessica's house was supposed to be chill, but my stomach was doing gymnastics. I stood by the snack table, nursing a warm soda, watching everyone else look effort...
Leo's **cat** Barnaby was the only one who truly got him. While the rest of sophomore year felt like climbing an endless social **pyramid** with Leo permanently stuck at the base, ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her red solo cup like it was a life raft. The water shimmered with that artificial blue glow that only existed at 11 PM under backyard...