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The social pyramid at Crestwood Academy had me somewhere near the bottom—maybe basement level, definitely not first floor. My sister Maya ruled the top tier, effortlessly gliding t...
I dragged myself to the padel court like I was heading to execution. Mom insisted this summer program would be "good for socialization." Right. Because what every fifteen-year-old ...
The summer air hummed with cicadas and the smell of chlorine as Maya hovered at the edge of the **pool**, clutching her towel like a lifeline. Everyone else was already splashing, ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her phone like a lifeline. Everyone else was already splashing in the water, laughing like they'd known each other forever inste...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The water sparkled with that perfect Instagram-filter blue, but her stomach twisted in knots. This wasn't j...
Maya had dyed her hair orange the night before—vibrant, look-at-me orange, the kind that screamed "I'm trying something new" even when all she really wanted was to disappear into t...
Maya stared at her orange Converse—the only bright spot in her otherwise terrified existence as a high school freshman. Everyone knew the social pyramid was real, and she'd landed ...
The bass vibrated through my chest as I adjusted the mixer, praying everything would hold together for another hour. House parties were basically my therapy now — three months sinc...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from Jordan: Baseball tryouts at 4. DON'T be late. Again. The words blurred as tears threatened—third time this week she'd cried over him. She...
The pool glittered like liquid blue topaz, but Maya stood frozen at the edge, clutching her towel like a lifeline. Three weeks ago, she'd dyed her hair what the box called "sunset ...
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her denim shorts as she stood before Madison's lunch table. The social hierarchy at Northwood High operated like a pyramid, and Madison...
The pyramid of our high school's social hierarchy placed varsity athletes at the apex, and I was somewhere near the base—maybe the sediment layer. Still, when Leo asked me to hang ...