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I felt like a total zombie standing there, clutching my towel like a shield. Jordan's pool party raged around me — splash fights, laughs, the smell of coconut sunscreen and chlorin...
Maya had spent forty-five minutes curating her feed before the party—strategic selfies from five different angles, three outfit changes, and an aesthetic photo of her sneakers agai...
The first day of freshman year hit me like a tidal wave — and not the aesthetic kind from Pinterest. More like the **water** in the school pool after everyone's been doing laps for...
I was the worst baseball player in the history of Jefferson High, but Coach kept me on the team because I could calculate batting averages in my head. Official title: Team Statisti...
Maya pressed herself against the lockers, heart doing that weird fluttery thing it always did when Jordan walked by. Two weeks of freshman year and she still hadn't managed to say ...
Maya's hair was a disaster zone—a frizzy, humid-frizzed halo that made her want to evaporate before first period. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame it into something re...
The August heat wave had turned everyone at Jessica's pool party into zombies. I mean actual zombies—limp, groaning, barely functioning. Even the playlist had given up, switching f...
Maya's hands were sweating. Like, literally sweating — actual droplets pooling in her palm as she gripped her phone, waiting for the text back. Why had she told the squad she could...
Maya's life had exactly two speeds: running and asleep. Cross-country captain, scholarship hopeful, definitely not the type to embarrass herself in front of the entire varsity tenn...
Maya stood in front of her bathroom mirror, hair dye box clutched like a grenade. "Fox Red," the package promised. She'd spent fifteen years being the quiet girl who sat in the bac...
The orange peel landed perfectly on the windshield of Mr. Henderson's Honda Civic. A masterpiece of teenage boredom. My best friend Marcus high-fived me as we ducked behind the ble...
The pool water sparkled like someone had dumped a truckload of glitter into it. Maya stood at the edge, clutching her towel like a lifeline, while the cool blue water mocked her. ...