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Maya pressed her back against the kitchen counter, clutching a red plastic cup like it was a lifeline. Somewhere in the crowded living room, someone had knocked over a vase, and no...
Maya yanked her beanie down lower, the **hat** practically swallowing her forehead. First day at Crestwood High, and she was already regretting everything. The social hierarchy loo...
Maya pulled the beanie down tighter, trying to disappear. First day at Northwood High, and she'd already managed to trip over her own feet in front of what had to be the cutest guy...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans — her favorite ripped ones, the ones Tasha said made her look like she was trying too hard. Whatever. Tasha wasn't he...
Maya's hair had declared war. Three inches shorter on the left than the right — courtesy of a panic-induced DIY trim during math class boredom — and now she looked like a deranged ...
Maya stared at the lunch tray like it was radioactive. Her abuela had packed her sliced papaya again—third time this week. At her old school, nobody noticed what she ate. But here?...
Jordan's hair was doing that thing again—the frizzy halo effect that happened whenever the cafeteria got too humid. They'd spent twenty minutes trying to tame it that morning, but ...
The bass from Olivia's basement speakers thumped against the sliding glass door. I stood at the edge of her inground pool, clutching a lukewarm soda, watching the **water** ripple ...
Leo's life officially peaked at 3:47 PM on a Friday, which was tragic because he was dressed as a giant bear. It started with padel. That's right, padel—the sport everyone at West...
Cameron pulled the brim of his dad's vintage trucker hat lower, practically hiding behind it. First day at the exclusive Oakwood Country Club, and he already felt like a total frau...
The papaya sat on the kitchen counter like a fluorescent orange accusation. Mom's latest health kick—because apparently, the vitaminc supplements weren't enough anymore. "It's goo...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset orange. Instead, it looked like a traffic cone exploded on her head. She stared into the bathroom mirror, tears stinging her eyes, as her mom ...