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Maya's hair had always been her thing—the one thing people noticed before they noticed her braces or her hand-me-down clothes. She spent forty-five minutes every morning perfecting...
Marcus stood outside the padel court, heart pounding like a bass drop at a rave. Skylar was there, laughing at something Jake said, her ponytail swinging as she adjusted her grip o...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was simpler than eighth-grade geometry. Tyler sat at the apex — varsity jacket, effortless smile, the kind of guy who made eye contact across t...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangling in the choppy layers she'd given herself ten minutes ago. The hair she'd spent two years growing out—her safety blanket, her identit...
Maya's dad's old Knicks **hat** sat backward on her head, the brim fraying at the edges. She'd stolen it from his closet three years ago, right before he moved out. Now it was basi...
Maya stared at her reflection, willing herself not to cry. The haircut was supposed to be a lob — chic, effortless, TikTok-worthy. Instead, she looked like she'd lost a fight with ...
My stupid nickname had followed me like a ghost since fourth grade when I'd streaked through the cafeteria wearing nothing but a bear headband during spirit week. Bear. capital B. ...
I'd been running from the truth all semester: I sucked at baseball. Like, actually, embarrassingly bad. But when Jordan Chen— varsity star, holder of my crush since seventh grade— ...
Maya stood at the starting line, her neon running shoes glowing against the rubber track. The regional qualifier. She'd been training for this since seventh grade, when she was the...
The water shimmered like liquid diamond, and somewhere behind me, Maya's voice cut through the humidity like windshield wipers on a dusty car. "You're overthinking it again." I g...
Maya's stomach did actual backflips when she stepped through the gate of Jordan's pool party. Her older brother had dropped her off with a classic, "Don't be weird," which, like, t...
Maya's brain had officially entered zombie mode. Third period AP Chem was not where anyone wanted to be on four hours of sleep, especially not while trying to decipher whether Kai ...