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Maya's legs burned like she'd been chugging hot sauce, but she kept running. The quarter-mile track stretched before her, an endless loop of rubber and regret. Cross-country practi...
Maya's mom had gone full wellness phase — hence the spinach smoothie that was currently the most embarrassing thing in her backpack. The cafeteria was loud, people shouting across ...
Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, smoothing down her outfit for the third time. Homecoming. The word alone made her stomach do nervous little flips. "You got t...
The fluorescent orange slice bobbed in the pool water like a tiny life raft, and honestly? I felt like I needed rescuing too. This was it—my first real party since transferring to...
The coaxial cable lay sprawled across my bedroom floor like a dead snake, its severed end mocking me. Perfect. Just perfect. "Maya! WiFi's not working again!" "I know, Mom!" I ...
The basement still smelled like 2019—like berry lip gloss and stolen moments watching scary movies we were too young for. I hadn't been down here since eighth grade, since everythi...
Maya's pet goldfish - won from that rigged carnival game last summer - swam in endless circles inside its bowl, mirroring the pit in her stomach. Homecoming was three days away, an...
6 AM practice. My arms feel like lead, my eyes refuse to focus, and I'm pretty sure I'm functioning on 0% brain cells. If being a **zombie** were an Olympic sport, I'd take gold. ...
Maya stared into her bathroom mirror, fighting back tears. The haircut was supposed to be a subtle trim—just cleaning up the split ends before sophomore year photos. Instead, she l...
The neon sign of the community pool flickered, the only light on this sweltering July night. Maya stood at the edge, toes curling against the rough concrete, while somewhere behind...
The cafeteria hummed with that specific kind of noise that makes you want to disappear into your hoodie. I sat across from Lily, my phone buzzing in my pocket like an anxious bee. ...
Maya had been operating on pure caffeine and anxiety for three days straight. AP exams, track practice, and her parents' divorce negotiations had turned her into a certified zombie...