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Working at the pool was supposed to be my glow-up. Instead, I was the vitamin-guzzling loser checking wristbands while Marcus and his crew played drowning games that made all the g...
Maya's thumb hovered over the send button, her heart pounding like she'd just sprinted a mile. The text to Jordan—her best friend since kindergarten—sat waiting: 'I know you hooked...
Maya's palms were sweating legit Niagara Falls as she stood outside Jayden's house party. The bass thudded against the garage door like a second heartbeat. She smoothhed her frizzy...
The bathroom mirror showed me what I already knew: my new orange hair was absolutely, catastrophically bright. Like, traffic cone meets highlighter pen meets straight-up radioactiv...
My hair looked like a chemical experiment gone wrong. Three hours in the salon chair, $120 of my babysitting money, and what did I have? Straw. Actually, that was an insult to stra...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I hovered at the edge of the pool, clutching my phone like a lifeline. Jordan's annual summer rager had already reached DEFCON 1 levels of chaos, and ...
Marcus stared at the wall where his parents' tangled mass of black cable disappeared behind the TV. A clump of orange peels sat on the coffee table—evidence of his nervous snacking...
Jake wiped his sweating palms on his shorts for the third time. Across the padel court, Maya laughed at something Carlos said, tossing her hair like she was in a shampoo commercial...
My lucky trucker hat — the one with the fraying brim I refused to throw away — sat low on my forehead as I leaned against the fence, watching them play. Padel. Of course Jamie had ...
Maya's cat Butterball was judging her again. The ginger tabby sat atop her computer tower, tail twitching with what looked distinctly like feline disapproval as Maya stared at her ...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even clocked in. Another summer, another shift as the youngest lifeguard at the Pine Valley Community Pool. At 15, I was basically doing unpaid e...
Maya's palms were literally sweating. Like, actually dripping onto her iphone case as she scrolled through Instagram for the fiftieth time that hour. Meanwhile, everyone else at th...