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The faded **orange** beanie sat yanked down over my ears, shielding me from more than just the California chill. It was my armor, my disguise, my 'don't notice me' force field. Unt...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had Carlos wedged somewhere between the drama kids and the kids who sat on the floor near the lockers. Not exactly prime real estate. But today...
Marcus shuffled through the cafeteria line, feeling like a zombie after staying up until 3 AM scrolling through Maya's Instagram for the fourth time that night. His backpack strap ...
The neon orange hat sat on my desk like radioactive roadkill. Mom had bought it for the 'family outing' to the county fair—a tragedy waiting to happen. 'Put it on, Leo!' she'd chi...
The third consecutive day of three hours sleep will do that to you — turn you into a actual zombie, shambling through the hallways like you're auditioning for an extra role in The ...
I'd been lurking courtside for twenty minutes, straight-up *spy* vibes, pretending to be deeply fascinated by my phone while actually watching Leo crush yet another padel match. He...
The pool shimmered like liquid diamonds under the July sun, and somewhere in its depths lay my dignity. I stood at the edge wearing neon orange swim trunks that screamed "I'm tryin...
Maya's baseball cap was basically glued to her head seventh grade year. Black, backward, brim pulled low — total fortress mode. Inside that hat: bad hair days, insecurity she could...
The air tasted like ozone and impending doom. Thunder rumbled in the distance, but I wasn't thinking about the storm. I was thinking about how Kai's cutoffs were entirely too short...
Maya looked like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks into junior year and she was already running on fumes and iced coffee, her skin doing that weird gray thing it did when stress hi...
Maya pulled the beanie down until it covered her ears. Again. The hat was her armor, her safety blanket, her I'm-invisible force field. She'd been wearing it every day since sevent...
Maya stood at the edge of the concrete pool, her towel wrapped tight around her like armor. The water glowed that artificial blue that only exists in suburban backyards, filled wit...