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My parents still had cable. Literally cable. Like, actual scheduled programming with commercials and everything. I mean, who even watches TV live anymore? I'd been begging them to ...
Maya stared at the cafeteria tray in front of her, where a lonely slice of papaya sat like some tropical alien among the pizza and tater tots. Her first day at Northwood High, and ...
Marcus stood in front of Mr. Henderson's history class, his palms sweating through his presentation notes. This was it—the moment that would define his entire eighth-grade existenc...
The social pyramid at Jefferson High had been firmly established since freshman year. At the top: the influencers and athletes. Bottom: everyone else desperately trying not to beco...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically wring them out like a washcloth. This was it – Jordan's party, the social event of the semester, and she was currently hidin...
The spinach sat stubbornly between my front teeth, mocking me. I'd spent forty-five minutes crafting my salad-eating strategy—tiny, careful bites, constant mirror checks in my iPho...
Maya's **hair** was supposed to be perfect for Jordan's pool party. Instead, it was currently undergoing chemical warfare from a DIY dye job that had turned her curls a shade the b...
The fluorescent snapback sat three rows deep on Marcus's forehead, the brim practically perpendicular to his nose. That was the thing about popular kids—they broke fashion rules so...
Maya's first week at Northwood High felt like walking through a minefield of invisible tripwires. Every hallway glance felt like someone was watching, waiting to categorize her—lon...
Maya felt like a **zombie**— finals week had literally turned her brain into mush. She clutched her **iphone** like a lifeline, scrolling through TikToks at the edge of the pool wh...
Maya stared at the social **pyramid** of Westwood High's cafeteria from her solitary spot at Table 7—the outer rim where the orbits of unpopular kids and new arrivals collided. She...
Maya stared at the text from her crush, Jordan: party @ Derek's tonight. dare to show? The social pyramid of sophomore year had finally, miraculously, shifted in her favor. After ...