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Maya's first day at Northwood High felt like climbing a social pyramid she hadn't signed up for. The cafeteria alone had more tiers than ancient Egypt, and she'd somehow landed at ...
Maya's parents left for the weekend with three warnings: don't burn down the house, don't throw a rager, and don't let Barnaby—their ancient, judgmental calico cat—outside. Easy, r...
My summer job as a lifeguard at the community pool was supposed to be chill, but my social anxiety had other plans. I'd spent weeks perfecting my playlist on my iPhone, convinced t...
Maya's phone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. Mom again, probably texting about the college application essays Maya was supposed to be polishing instead of sitting on her...
The chlorine smell hit Maya before she even saw the pool. Behind the fence, the Lopez twins' birthday party raged — splash fights, overlapping playlists, and enough social anxiety ...
My hair looked like a dead animal after swim practice. Again. Four years of competitive swimming and I still hadn't figured out how to make chlorine-damaged curls look anything but...
The sky turned that sickly green color right as Maya stepped up to bat. Classic. Her first game on varsity, naturally the universe decided to absolutely humble her. "You got this,...
Maya pulled her trucker hat low, brim cutting across her forehead like a shield. Mondays were the worst—everyone fresh from the weekend with their stories, their inside jokes, thei...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate—again. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame the frizz into something resembling the effortless waves every other girl at Northwood High se...
The papaya incident was supposed to be ancient history, but apparently at Ridgewood Country Club, nothing ever died. Not really. "Dude, you literally cried because it tasted like ...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I floated in Marcus's backyard pool, trying to look casual. My first real party. My chance to finally be someone. "You gonna swim or just float like ...
Maya felt like a straight-up zombie. Three days of finals, two energy drinks, and approximately four hours of total sleep will do that to you. She shuffled through the Spring Carni...