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Maya pressed her back against the sliding glass door, heart doing that weird fluttery thing that happened whenever Jake was within a fifty-foot radius. She was basically operating ...
The plastic bag bumped against my leg as I slunk into the baseball bleachers, heart hammering like a drum solo. A freaking goldfish. Who gives a goldfish as a prize at the school c...
Maya's first day at the Fox Hollow Pool snack bar was not going according to plan. She'd already spilled approximately half a slushie on her uniform, and the popular girls from sop...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, adjusting her eyeliner for the third time. First house party of sophomore year, and she was low-key freaking out. Her phone buzzed — gro...
Maya stood against the wall at Jake's house party, nursing a warm soda like it was her job. The bass from the speakers thumped in her chest as she watched everyone else seem to kno...
Maya's first day at Northwood High, she spotted the palm tree in the courtyard—twisted and perfect for hiding behind. Which was exactly what she needed, because she'd accidentally ...
Maya clutched her solo cup like it was a lifeline, which was ridiculous considering the only thing in it was tap water. Everyone else had actual drinks — soda, juice, whatever the ...
The cafeteria noise hit me like a physical wave. Third day at Northwood High, and I was still playing the familiar game of "where do I sit without looking like a total loser." I c...
Maya's plan was solid in theory: fake being a health influencer to impress Liam, the cute guy in her biology class who'd been posting nothing but gym selfies and green smoothies on...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iphone screen, the blue light casting her face in ghostly shadows. Another caption. Another filter. Another lie. The notification dinged — 47 likes al...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High had Marcus Chen at the apex— varsity baseball captain, owner of the perfect jawline, and thrower of the best parties. I occupied the foundation: ...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at Jake's pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. She spotted Jake immediately—everyone called him "The Fox" because he was impossibly...