Palm Reader's Dog
The cafeteria noise hit me like a physical wave. I clutched my tray so hard my knuckles turned white. This was it—the moment I'd been dreading all week. My first time sitting at th...
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The cafeteria noise hit me like a physical wave. I clutched my tray so hard my knuckles turned white. This was it—the moment I'd been dreading all week. My first time sitting at th...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, the blue light illuminating her sweaty palms in the darkness of the bathroom stall. Outside, the bass of whatever generic rap song was ...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I stared at the social hierarchy playing out before me—literally a human **pyramid** of varsity cheerleaders in the deep end. Summer at the Riverview ...
Maya tugged her neon **orange** beanie lower, practically invisible in the corner of Jackson's kitchen. The party was already giving her secondhand embarrassment, and she'd been he...
Maya stood frozen at the edge of the padél court, clutching her rented racquet like it might bite her. The bright blue walls seemed to mock her — everyone else moved with this effo...
The country club's social pyramid tilted precariously every summer, and Maya usually landed somewhere near the bottom—right next to the salad bar. This year would be different. Thi...
Maya stared at her reflection in the museum bathroom mirror, frantically picking spinach out of her braces with her thumbnail. Of course. The ONE day she finally sat next to Liam a...
The first rule of summer: don't let your mom convince you that 'spending time with nature' will fix your social anxiety. But here I was, fourth row back from the community pool's e...
I'd been running on zombie mode for three days straight. Between finals week and the district baseball tournament, my brain was basically mush. The fact that I was currently hiding...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate that morning. It had decided to defy gravity, physics, and the expensive styling gel she'd wasted ten minutes applying. She checked her phone again...
Maya's hair was supposed to be beachy waves. Instead, after three hours with her sister's curling iron, it looked more like electrocuted poodle. She stood in front of the mirror, S...
Leo's hands shook as he peeled the orange in the dugout, the citrus scent cutting through the thick tension of tryouts. His older brother had been the baseball star at North Valley...