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The braces were supposed to come off next month. That's what I told myself, staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror while picking pieces of spinach out of the wires with my...
Maya's vintage dad **hat** was practically glued to her head freshman year. It was her armor, her safety blanket, her literal security blanket against the terrifying vortex that wa...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. Chloe's house party was everything Maya wasn't: confident, effortless, the kind of social scene where every...
Pool water dripped from Maya's hair as she leaned against the rough bark of the palm tree, checking her phone for the third time in two minutes. The graduation party at Tyler's hou...
The papaya sat on the counter like a judgmental orange planet. Mom had bought it from the new organic market—the one where everything costs three times what it should and the cashi...
The heat radiating off the baseball field made everything shimmer like we'd stepped into some alternate dimension. I wiped sweat from my forehead, squinting at Marcus—my former bes...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, her toes curling against the hot concrete. The July heat wave had turned everything into a melting mess, including her social anxiety. Across th...
The first time I saw the fox, I was running away from my own life—well, technically just away from Bryce's party where someone had decided papaya salsa was a good idea. Who even br...
The first day of junior year, I decided to reinvent myself. New Max would be confident. New Max would take risks. New Max would definitely not spill tropical fruit all over his cru...
The padel court behind Tyler's house was basically social hierarchy central. If you weren't on the invite list for Saturday games, you didn't exist. Maya had spent three weeks tryi...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sun-kissed caramel. Instead, she emerged from the bathroom looking like a radioactive highlighter had exploded on her head. "Nope, nope, absolutely ...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her phone. Classic. The one time Connor FINALLY noticed her existence — at the worst baseball game in history — and she was ...