Fox at Bat
Maya dragged herself to third period PE like a zombie, still recovering from staying up until 2 AM finishing her English essay. Coach Richardson's whistle pierced through the morni...
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Maya dragged herself to third period PE like a zombie, still recovering from staying up until 2 AM finishing her English essay. Coach Richardson's whistle pierced through the morni...
The pool deck was basically social warfare, and I was losing. Badly. I stuck to the shallow end, nursing my Fanta like a lifeline while the cool kids splashed in the deep end. My ...
My hair looked like a scared poodle had exploded on my head. Three days before homecoming, naturally. "You need biotin," Mom announced, slamming a neon orange bottle on the kitche...
Maya counted the fluorescent lights on the ceiling—twenty-seven, same as yesterday. Working at her parents' vitamin shop should've been chill, but most days she felt like a straigh...
The community pool shimmered like liquid blue Jello under the July sun, packed with half the sophomore class. Maya clutched her iPhone like a lifeline, refreshing Instagram even th...
Marcus stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching a plastic bag containing his pet **goldfish**, Neptune. The water shimmered with that fake-turquoise glow that only community ce...
The neon yellow padel ball whizzed past my ear at approximately mach speed, and I knew I had made a terrible mistake. This wasn't tennis. This wasn't even pickleball. This was pade...
The gym smelled like cheap punch and eighth-grade desperation. My friend Maya dragged me toward the DJ booth, her wild hair escaping its bun like she'd been struck by lightning. Wh...
I'd been striking out at everything since September—baseball, friendships, basically existing. Coach Bennett kept saying I had 'potential,' but we both knew that was adult-speak fo...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her shorts for the third time, standing behind the juice bar at her cousin's quinceañera where someone had decided orange rosé ...
Maya tugged her bucket hat lower, convinced it wasn't doing its job. The chlorine stung her nose as she stood at the edge of the pool, heart doing that familiar anxious flutter thi...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, toes curled against the concrete. Everyone else was in the water, laughing, being normal. "May! You coming in?" Leo yelled from the deep end. T...