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The summer before sophomore year, I was fully convinced I'd be spending it curled up in my room like my cat, Luna, avoiding human contact at all costs. But then Jayden dragged me t...
Maya regretted everything the moment she stepped onto the padel court. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like a trapped insect, and everyone else already had their fancy paddl...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to perfect the effortless waves everyone at school seemed to have naturally, but now it hung limp and defeat...
Maya pulled her beanie hat tighter, wishing she could disappear into its folds. The community pool deck stretched before her like a social minefield, littered with the popular kids...
Maya had been running from the truth all semester. Every time Jordan looked at her with those stupidly hopeful eyes across the lunch table, she'd find something urgent to do. Text ...
The air conditioning at Maya's graduation party had been dead for hours, leaving everyone sticky and half-delirious from the heat. I stood by the sliding glass door, nursing a luke...
Maya's phone buzzed with the party invite from Jackson—the senior everyone had a crush on. Her stomach did that nervous flippy thing it always did before social stuff. She'd been c...
Maya adjusted the brim of her dad's vintage fedora, feeling like a total dweeb. But if she was going to be a proper spy, she needed the aesthetic, right? Her older sister, Lena—per...
Maya's first week at Jefferson High felt like walking through a maze without a map. The hallways stretched forever, clusters of friends formed impenetrable circles, and she couldn'...
Maya's fingers trembled as she adjusted the baseball cap pulled low over her forehead. The hat was her armor—her way of disappearing into the hallway crowd at Northwood High. Being...
Maya's fraying charging cable dangled precariously from her wall outlet, sparking tiny betrayals of blue light whenever she shifted on her bed. Three months since she'd dropped her...
Maya pulled the beanie down until it covered her eyebrows. The hat was her shield tonight at Jackson's party — her fourth social event of junior year, and she still felt like an im...