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The water at the Hendersons' pool sparkled like someone had dumped actual diamonds into it — which, considering this was the Hendersons, wasn't entirely impossible. Maya stood at t...
Leo moved to Oak Creek right after sophomore year, which is basically the worst possible time to be the new kid. Everyone's friend groups were already calcified like old soda, and ...
Maya's phone buzzed with text notifications from the group chat. Pool party at Jake's house. Everyone's going. You coming? She stared at the message, thumbs hovering. Jake was her...
The kitchen counter was littered with fruit casualties. Papaya seeds everywhere like guilty evidence. "You're actually doing this?" Jordan leaned against the refrigerator, phone i...
Maya regretted everything. The cramped bleacher. The fact that she'd let Chloe talk her into coming to this stupid baseball game. The neon orange snapback that Tyler insisted on we...
The invitation said pool party, but Maya should've known better. In her neighborhood, "pool party" meant standing around in swimsuits you spent too much on, pretending you weren't ...
Maya's **hair** refused to cooperate that morning, which should've been her first clue. She spent forty minutes trying to tame the frizz, switching between curling iron and straigh...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset blonde. Instead, post-bleach disaster, it looked like a traffic cone exploded on her head. A bright, unfortunate **orange**. "You look... bol...
Maya's palms were literally dripping sweat as she stood at the edge of the pool party. The air felt thick, like the sky was holding its breath. Around her, the popular kids splashe...
The sweat pooling in my baseball cleats had nothing on the sweat dripping down my neck. Tryouts for the varsity team were in ten minutes, and I was about to humiliate myself in fro...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I hovered at the edge of the **pool**, clutching my towel like a shield. Everyone else was already in—Jake doing cannonballs, Maya floating on an infl...
Liam's golden retriever, Buster, nudged his hand at 6:30 AM like clockwork. The dog understood morning routines better than Liam understood himself sometimes. "Ugh, zombie mode en...