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Maya's **goldfish** — won thirty minutes earlier from that guy with the sketchy carnival setup — was already doing that weird float thing where you just *know* it's about to go bel...
The minute Maya stepped into Jessica's backyard, she regretted everything. The kind of regret that sits in your chest like a stone. Everyone was already there, clustered around the...
The pool party at Jasmine's was supposed to be my moment. You know, the one where I finally stopped being background character energy in my own life. I'd been practicing my padel s...
The backyard reeked of chlorine and cheap body spray. Maya stood by the **pool**, clutching her towel like a lifeline, while Tyler—the reason she'd even come—laughed at something H...
Jake stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his towel like a lifeline. The orange trunks his mom had bought him screamed for attention, and not in a good way. Everyone else looke...
Maya's social standing at Northwood High could be measured on a pyramid she'd mentally constructed in her head. Seniors at the apex, then juniors, sophomores, and finally freshmen ...
Maya's legs burned as she rounded the corner, her ASICS hitting the pavement in a rhythm that matched her racing heart. Running wasn't usually her thing—she was more of a "I'll wal...
The stupid fedora **hat** sat crooked on Tyler's head, and I was supposed to act like it was charming. That was the thing about parties—you had to pretend everything was fine even ...
The first time I met Cleo's pug, Sir Barksalot, he was wearing a tiny floral harness and trying to eat my shoelaces. This was supposed to be my easy summer gig—dogsitting for the r...
Maya's cat Mochi headbutted her ankle at 7 AM sharp. The universe was clearly trying to tell her something. Today was the day. Jordan's pool party. The event of the season accordin...
Marcus stood at home plate, sweat dripping down his back as his dad's voice cut through the humid afternoon air. "Elbows up, son! You're gonna be starting varsity by next year, I c...
Maya stared at her cracked **iPhone**, thumb hovering over Lily's text: "fair 2nite? everyone's going lol" Two months at Jefferson High and she was still the new girl. Still the w...