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Jordan's cousin Marcus said it was legit. 'It's not a pyramid scheme, it's a multi-level marketing opportunity,' he insisted, flashing that smile that usually got him whatever he w...
The hair dye job was a disaster. Like, bright traffic-cone orange. I stared in the mirror, wondering if this was actually going to help me fit in at Woodlawn High, or if I'd just c...
Maya's phone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. Another text from Jordan about the party tonight. *u coming?? everyone's gonna be there* She stared at her reflection in t...
Maya stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. Her hair—that thick, glorious crown she'd spent two hours perfecting—was now a frizzy disaster after the downpour. She...
The pressure in Lucas's palms was unbearable. Literally. Tryouts for the varsity baseball team and he'd forgotten his batting gloves. Now here he stood, palms sweating so bad they...
My palms were sweating so bad I could barely grip the invitation. Like, actually dripping. Maya's annual pool party — the social event of the summer, the ultimate test of where you...
The first day of my lifeguard gig, I almost quit. The chlorine smell alone had my eyes watering like I'd just watched my hamster get flattened by a Honda Civic. But I needed the mo...
The snapback sat low on my forehead, a shield against the world. Jordan's party pulsing through the walls, bass heavy enough to rattle my chest. I leaned against the garage, nursin...
Maya stood at the edge of the **pool**, chlorine stinging her nose, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. This was supposed to be the party of the year, and she was de...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from the group chat: 'party at the lake tonight, everyone's gonna be there.' Her thumb hovered over the screen, heart doing that annoying flut...
Maya stared at the poster on Mr. Harrison's classroom wall: THE SOCIAL PYRAMID OF HIGH SCHOOL, it proclaimed in bold letters, complete with a diagram showing seniors at the top, fr...
The water shimmered like liquid diamonds under the July sun, but Maya's stomach felt like it was doing backflips. Taylor's pool party. The social event of the summer according to I...