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Pool parties at Chloe's house were legendary, which was exactly why I'd been dodging them for three years. "You coming this Saturday?" Maya asked, bouncing on her toes like she c...
The **goldfish** had survived three weeks of Maya's ownership, which was honestly longer than anyone expected. Its name was Toast, and it lived in a murky bowl on her nightstand, w...
The bear suit smelled like junior high desperation and aerosol body spray. I pulled the fuzzy brown head over my face, checking myself out in the locker room mirror. Senior year, a...
Maya pulled the snap-brim **hat** lower, checking her reflection in the locker mirror. Neon green curls peeked from underneath — a rebellion she'd spent three hours perfecting last...
Maya Chen existed at the bottom of the freshman pyramid—literally. She'd drawn it in her notebook during third period US History, a careful diagram of Lincoln High's social hierarc...
The party was already low-key fire when I spotted Jake by the pool. He was actually laughing at something Tyler said, his hair still wet from the pool, and I felt that familiar jit...
The pool party had been going for three hours before Maya finally texted me: *where u at??* I was hiding in the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the bathtub in my still-dry swimsu...
Maya's hair was supposed to be perfect. She'd spent two hours flat-ironing it, section by section, until it hung like a dark silk curtain. Jake's pool party was tonight — THE party...
Marcus stood at the plate, the baseball bat feeling like a foreign object in his hands. The old chain-link backstop loomed behind him, a spiderweb of rust that had seen better days...
Maya's iPhone clattered onto the concrete, sliding right through the chain-link fence and into the bullpen. Of course. The one day she finally worked up the nerve to talk to him—th...
Maya's sweaty **palm** pressed against her phone case, heart doing that weird fluttery thing it always did when Jake was within a fifty-foot radius. She was currently wearing a buc...
I'm crouched behind the mess hall at twelve minutes past midnight, my heart hammering like I've just downed three energy shots. Jordan dared me to "spy" on the senior counselors' s...