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My hair had never been this color before. I mean, technically it was still brown underneath, but the silver dye job made me look like I'd aged forty years overnight. Mom said I loo...
The summer heat wave had turned everything sticky, including my social confidence. I stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching my phone like a lifeline while everyone else see...
Maya's iphone shook against her thigh, the buzz barely audible over seventh period lunch chaos. Another notification from the anonymous account that'd been tormenting her for weeks...
Maya's lungs burned. Two miles in, and her legs were basically screaming 'what if we just walked instead?' But Coach was timing them, and more importantly, Jordan was watching from...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans, grabbed the door handle, and reminded herself that today was the day she'd finally stop *running* from her anxiety. ...
Maya stood at the baseline of the padel court, her heart doing that annoying fluttery thing whenever Jake walked past. He was so effortlessly chill — backwards cap, constantly drum...
Marcus pulled his **baseball** cap lower, brim casting shadow over eyes that refused to meet anyone's. The popular crowd's pool party shimmered before him—blue water, bright laughs...
The pool party was already in full swing when Maya arrived, the bass from someone's portable speaker vibrating through the concrete. She'd spent forty minutes on her eyeliner alone...
The cross country team gathered at Ruby's house for pasta night—a sacred pre-meet tradition. Except Ruby's mom, newly obsessed with holistic wellness, had replaced the garlic bread...
The chlorine smell hit me first—sharp and chemical, like every middle school dance I'd ever bailed on. I stood at the edge of the pool, holding my red solo cup like it was a shield...
Maya pulled the brim of her bucket hat lower, practically disappearing into its shadow. The house party thumped with bass that vibrated in her chest, but she stood frozen by the sn...
The lightning cracked outside, flashing the gym in strobe-light white. My hair stood on end — literally, thanks to the humidity and my failed attempt at beach waves that now looked...