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Maya's hair refused to cooperate. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to perfect those effortless beach waves that looked so natural on everyone's TikTok feed, but now she just l...
My social life was basically a disaster before Maya dragged me to Jordan's pool party. 'You need this,' she said, adjusting her swimsuit straps like she was preparing for battle. '...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangling through hair that felt like straw. Three months of competitive swimming will do that — turn your crown glory into something that sna...
I'd been **running** for three months straight—ever since the incident at my old school that made "Lila" trend on Twitter for forty-eight hours. Mom said a fresh start would help. ...
Maya's iphone burned against her thigh, buzzing with notifications she refused to check. The group chat was probably blowing up—everyone wondering where she was, why she'd bailed o...
The chlorine smell hit Maya before she even pushed through the gym doors. Tryouts for the swim team. Again. Junior year. She'd been dreading this all week, her stomach doing flips ...
The pool party was supposed to be Leo's comeback moment. After a whole semester of being Invisible Kid with the Frizzy Hair, he'd finally used his sister's gel to tame the beast. F...
The humidity hit me like a wall as I stepped onto the pool deck. Marshall was there, of course, looking stupidly hot in his swim trunks, laughing at something Jessica said. I clutc...
Maya's iPhone died at 2:47 PM on a Friday—literally the worst possible timing. She was supposed to DM Diego about the padel tournament tomorrow, and now she was stranded at 3% batt...
Maya's phone buzzed with the address: 42 Oakhaven Drive. The Carter pool party. The one everyone would be talking about on Monday. She stood outside the gate, heart hammering like ...
Maya's dad had locked the cable modem in the basement again—punishment for the C-minus in bio. No WiFi meant no streaming, no TikTok, no lifeline to the group chat blowing up about...
Summer after sophomore year, I scored a job as a lifeguard at the Fox estate. Yeah, that Fox family — like, the kind whose last name is on buildings at our school. My friends calle...