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I hadn't planned on almost dying from embarrassment on my first day as a lifeguard, but there I was, gummy **vitamin** D falling out of my pocket in front of everyone at the **pool...
Maya's first day at Tropical Fusion Smoothie Bar was not going according to plan. She'd already managed to blend spinach into someone's mango sunrise (green and orange swirl togeth...
The goldfish bowl sat on my nightstand, a tiny glass universe I'd stared at more times than I'd admit. Bubbles - yeah, original name, I know - had been my only real listener since ...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection. The orange dye had turned out way brighter than the box promised—like a traffic cone mixed with highlighter i...
The worst thing about being a freshman wasn't the homework load or the locker that smelled like someone died inside it. It was walking past the senior quad during lunch and feeling...
Riley's first day at Northwood High was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, it became a viral disaster. "Just one green smoothie for breakfast," her mom had said. "It'll give y...
By Friday, I was basically a **zombie**. Three days of finals, zero sleep, and now here I stood at the country club — the absolute bottom of the social **pyramid** that was Oak Cre...
Maya's mom stood in the kitchen doorway, holding out the neon orange bottle like it was some kind of peace offering. "Your vitamin gummies, Maya. You've been skipping them again."...
The first time I wore it to school, the cafeteria went silent. Not impressive-cool silence — more like what-is-on-your-head silence. "Nice lid, Carlos," Marcus deadpanned from my ...
Maya dragged her zombie-like body through the county fair, exhausted from three days of finals prep. The neon lights blurred together as her friends ditched her for the tilt-a-whir...
The ethernet cable lay tangled across my floor like a dead snake, another reminder that my life was a mess. My room was supposed to be my sanctuary, but even here, the anxiety foll...
Maya's reflection in the bathroom mirror showed exactly what she'd been trying to hide all night: a massive piece of spinach wedged between her front teeth. Because obviously. Beca...