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Jordan stood in the corner of Alex's basement, gripping their orange soda like a lifeline. The party was louder than they expected—music thumping, people shouting over the noise to...
Maya stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, her frizzy hair defying gravity and the expensive conditioner her mom swore would work. She had twenty minutes before Jake showed up,...
Leo's sneakers slapped against the pavement, each step a rebellion against the perfectly curated life his parents had designed for him. Cross country practice wasn't just exercise—...
Maya's summer goal: stop checking her iPhone every three minutes. Standing at the edge of the padel court, she watched Jessica and her squad in their matching outfits, laughing li...
The field lights cut through the twilight like something out of a movie, except this wasn't a movie and my best friend Chloe was hiding behind the bleachers like a total weirdo. "Y...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, she looked like a zonked-out zebra with split ends. She'd spent three hours and forty-seven dollars on a DIY kit because...
Maya's first real summer job at Splash Kingdom water park wasn't exactly the glamorous start to high school she'd envisioned. Three weeks in, and she was still mastering the art of...
The pool water shimmered like liquid diamonds, but Maya couldn't appreciate it. Not with her palms sweating so much they'd practically slide off her phone. "Hey! You playing padel...
Maya's hair was supposed to be her redemption arc. After three months of being 'the quiet girl who transferred mid-semester,' Friday's party was her chance to finally be seen. The ...
Maya's hands wouldn't stop sweating. She wiped them on her denim shorts again, leaving dark damp patches like evidence of her nervousness. The carnival lights flickered overhead, c...
The track team called me 'Flash' but honestly? I was just running. From everything. From my parents' divorce, from Mr. Harrison's chemistry class I was definitely failing, from the...
The invitation said "pool party," but Maya knew it was really a social experiment. At fifteen, every gathering was a test—what to wear, who to talk to, how to stand without looking...