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The cable went out at exactly the worst possible moment — right before the championship baseball game. Maya groaned, throwing the remote onto her beanbag chair. Her phone buzzed wi...
Marcus stood at the edge of the rooftop party, clutching his **iPhone** like it was a shield against actual human interaction. His **dog**, Barnaby—a chaos creature of the terrier ...
The pool lights flickered like heartbeat — stuttering blue against the dusk. Maya sat on the edge, legs dangling in the water, clutching her phone like it might save her from drown...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her iPhone. She was parked outside the padel courts, heart doing this weird flutter thing that definitely wasn't nerves, bec...
The charging cable frayed at exactly 7:43 PM—three minutes before Jade's birthday party stream started. Maya stared at her phone, battery plummeting like her social status. "Whatev...
Maya's heart hammered against her ribs as she stood at the gate to Jordan's house. The birthday pool party rumbled beyond the fence—laughter, splashing, that bass-heavy music that ...
The doorbell echoed through my chest like a bass drop at a school dance. I'd been crushing on Leo since September, sitting behind him in AP Bio, watching his hair curl perfectly at...
Maya's first day at Northwood High felt like walking into a movie where everyone else had the script. Her vintage thrift store palm shirt—totally vibe with the aesthetic, or so she...
The giant vitamin sat on the kitchen counter like a radioactive green marble. Mom swore it would help with stress, but I was pretty sure swallowing something the size of a small pl...
The water in the Miller's backyard pool shimmered like liquid diamonds, but Maya's stomach was doing backflips. Pool parties were basically social minefields disguised as fun, espe...
The humidity in the gym was absolutely lethal. I stood by the punch bowl, my **palm**s so sweaty I could practically water plants with them. Welcome to sophomore year fall formal, ...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, adjusting her great-grandma's vintage cloche—the kind of *hat* nobody actually wore anymore. But she needed armor tonight. Jordan's part...