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Maya stared at the monstrosity in her blender. It looked like something from a toxic waste dump, not a health TikTok. The green sludge contained: three handfuls of spinach, a scoop...
The bass from Maya's house party vibrated through my sneakers, but I stood frozen on the front porch. Inside, everyone was probably doing shots and playing truth or dare—classic so...
Freshman year was basically a four-year sentence in social purgatory, and Maya was currently serving day 47. The homecoming dance loomed like a neon-lit monster, and she'd somehow ...
Maya's hands were sweating so much she could practically water plants with them. Standing at the edge of the pool, clutching a red Solo cup like it was a lifeline, she watched Jake...
The fluorescent lights of the dugout hummed against Leo's pounding headache. He'd choked down his mom's horse-sized multivitamin that morning—the one she swore would make him grow ...
The social pyramid of Northwood High had Maya at the apex, surrounded by her loyal subjects who laughed at jokes that weren't funny and nodded at opinions that weren't opinions. I'...
The pool party was exactly as Maya feared — too many people, not enough space, and that specific kind of humidity that made everything stick to everything else. She'd been hovering...
Maya's hands were literally shaking when she picked up the scissors. Her bathroom mirror reflected a girl she barely recognized—someone who'd spent seventeen years hiding behind la...
Maya's thumbs hovered over her **iphone** screen, the glow illuminating her hiding spot behind the garage. Party music thudded from inside, bass making the wooden fence vibrate. Th...
The papaya sat on the paper plate like an alien fruit nobody trusted. Lucas poked it with his plastic fork. "Dude, just try it," Maya said, flipping her hair. She was wearing that...
Maya's fingers flew across her iPhone screen, doom-scrolling through everyone's perfect summer posts while her mom's voice echoed from downstairs. "Did you take your vitamin?"\n\n"...
Marcus's lungs burned as his feet pounded the dirt path, **running** harder than he ever had in his life. The sun beat down on the cross-country course at regionals, and all he cou...