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Maya's baseball coach called her 'bull' — stubborn, headstrong, impossible to redirect. But he'd never seen her at the padel court. Every Tuesday and Thursday, Maya traded her cle...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a shield. The seniors from North High were scattered across the backyard, their laughter echoing off the fence. Someone...
Maya's lungs burned as she rounded third base, her cleats digging into the dirt. This was it — the moment that would define her entire freshman year. If she could just run faster, ...
The kitchen was packed, the air thick with cheap body spray and the bass from a speaker that was definitely too loud for this space. I leaned against the counter, nursing a lukewar...
Marcus's iphone buzzed in his pocket at exactly 7:43 AM — the group chat going off about something that definitely wasn't schoolwork. He swiped it open while walking toward third p...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could practically fill a pool. Not that she'd actually get in the water. The Saturday night party at Tyler's house was basically social suici...
Ruby stared at her reflection, fingers shaking as they hovered over the bottle of neon blue dye. Her mom was going to literally kill her, but senior year was starting in two weeks ...
I'm officially a **zombie**. Third consecutive all-nighter finishing AP Euro flashcards, and I can practically feel my braincells staggering around like the walking dead. At least ...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sun-kissed caramel. Instead, it came out traffic-cone orange. She stared at her reflection in the iPhone camera, thumb hovering over the delete butto...
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her denim shorts. Not figuratively. Like, actual wet marks. This happened every time she was near him — Lucas, the senior with the perf...
The social pyramid at Westwood High was simple: varsity athletes at the top, band kids somewhere in the middle, and everyone else scrambling for whatever scraps of relevance they c...
The bathroom mirror showed exactly what I'd feared. My mom was going to kill me. "You did what?" Maya's voice crackled through my phone speaker. She was the only one I'd told abou...