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Marcus gripped his padel racket so hard his knuckles turned the color of an old bruise. First day at the new club, and naturally, he'd been paired with Tyler—aka The Bull, the guy ...
Maya's lungs burned as she rounded the corner, the same way they did every day during practice. Running was the only thing that made sense lately—just put one foot in front of the ...
Maya's hands were sweating so bad she was practically dripping onto her favorite orange hoodie. First real house party. Junior year. This was it—the moment everyone said would chan...
Maya's hands shook as she popped the gummy vitamin into her mouth. Her mom swore these B-complex things would help with stress, but right now, staring at Jackson's house from acros...
I walked into Tyler's party feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three hours of doom-scrolling on my iPhone had hollowed me out before I even left the house. Now I stood in the corne...
Maya stared at the neon orange bottle on her desk—her mom's latest attempt to fix her "deficiencies." The vitamin D supplement sat next to her laptop like a tiny judgmental pyramid...
Maya's hands trembled as she reached for the Ethernet cable. Tonight was the night—her first livestream, her first real attempt at putting herself out there. She'd been ghosting th...
The sky bruised purple as Maya crouched behind the chain-link fence, feeling like a total creep. But she couldn't look away. There he was—Ethan Rodriguez—destroying everyone at pa...
Marcus stood in right field, literally counting grass blades while his crush, Jasmine, stood on third base looking like she belonged on a magazine cover rather than middle school g...
I looked like a zombie. No, scratch that—zombies looked better than me after mile three of regional cross country. My legs pumped on autopilot, each stride sending little shockwave...
Maya was practically running on caffeine and panic when she skidded into the aquatic center at 6:58 AM. Coach Reynolds's legendary pre-dawn practice—miss it and you're basically sw...
Marcus adjusted his snapback for the third time, sweat already trickling down his back even though he'd only been sitting in the dugout for twenty minutes. Varsity baseball tryouts...