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Maya stood at the edge of the infinity pool, clutching her solo cup like it was a lifeline. The water shimmered below, reflecting string lights and the laughter of people who seeme...
Marcus stood before the cafeteria's social pyramid, clutching his tray like a shield. Seniors at the top, laughter cascading down. Sophomores in the middle. Freshmen? Basement dwel...
Maya stared at the carnival goldfish in its plastic bag, swimming in tiny circles like her social life. She'd won it at the school fair—because apparently, being able to toss a pin...
Fourteen-year-old Marcus sweated through his t-shirt, fingers gripping the vinyl siding like his life depended on it. Below, the summer heat radiated off the pavement as he shimmie...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his phone like a lifeline. The backyard chaos of Tyler's end-of-summer party swirled around him—laughter, splashing, and the bass of...
Jordan's phone buzzed. Tyrell's name lit up the screen. 'Bro, you gotta get in on this. I'm already up three hundred bucks this week.' Jordan sat cross-legged on his bedroom floor,...
Maya dragged herself to the baseball diamond, feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks of finals, college applications, and her mom's 'we need to talk' lectures had drained h...
Leo stood frozen in the cafeteria doorway, the scent of overcooked pizza and anxiety thick in the air. Junior year. Three weeks in, and he still hadn't figured out the invisible ma...
Maya's third attempt at dying her hair sunset pink had resulted in what her mom called 'strawberry disaster' and what her friends now called 'Kool-Aid explosion.' Which was exactly...
Maya stared at the soda cans stacked in a perfect pyramid on her kitchen counter. Three on the bottom, two in the middle, one lonely orange Fanta crowning the top. It had taken her...
Maya pulled her dad's oversized beanie down to her eyebrows, the hat serving as both shield and disguise. Another Friday night at Tyler's party, another round of feeling like the a...
Maya's iphone vibrated against the lounge chair, lit up with another Instagram notification. She ignored it. Some things were more important than checking whether Kayla had posted ...