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Maya's iPhone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. Group chat blowing up again — something about Tyler's party Saturday. She muted it, staring at the ceiling where her pet go...
Maya's iPhone buzzed for the third time in as many minutes. Ignore, ignore, ignore. But when the screen lit up with *r u gonna come to jason's party??* from literally the last pers...
Maya's phone buzzed. Again. Her **iphone** screen lit up with another invitation to the exclusive padel court behind the school. Everyone was playing **padel** these days — it was ...
Leo's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating. He wiped them on his jeans for the third time, staring across the cafeteria at Maya, who was laughing with her friends at their ...
Summer before freshman year, and I'm stuck at the country club because Mom's obsessed with me making 'meaningful social connections.' Whatever that means. I'm sitting by the pool,...
Jordan stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his phone like it was a lifeline. The annual summer bash was in full swing—kids from school cannonballing into the water, that one s...
My palms were sweating so bad I could barely grip the steering wheel of Jordan's beat-up Honda. Which was exactly why we were parked outside CVS at 11 PM on a Friday night. "Bro, ...
Marcus adjusted his baseball cap, trying to look casual as he leaned against the dugout fence. Jordan was walking toward him, and his heart was doing that stupid flutter thing it a...
Marcus's older brother called it the pyramid—a grain elevator abandoned since the eighties, now the ultimate spot for sophomores trying to prove they weren't scared of heights. Or ...
Maya's first mistake was trusting the cafeteria pasta. Now she had spinach wedged between her front teeth, and Leo—the Leo with the perfectly messy curls and dimples that could sto...
Maya's trench coat smelled like the animal shelter, but nobody at South High said anything. Not after she showed up to every baseball game with a stray calico tucked inside like a ...
Maya's fingers hovered over her iPhone screen, heart doing that weird fluttery thing it always did when Cody's name popped up. Summer was supposed to be chill — pool parties, sleep...