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Marcus sat alone on the metal bench, cleats clicking nervously against the concrete. Freshman year. Baseball tryouts. The absolute worst timing for his social anxiety to kick into ...
The last thing Maya expected to find herself doing at 2 AM on a Friday was swimming laps in the school pool with the guy she'd been crushing on for six months. But here she was, ch...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, it looked like a **cat** had chewed on it and spat it back out. "It's not that bad," Chloe said, but her eyes said othe...
Maya lay on her beach towel, iPhone glowing against the summer sunset as she scrolled through Skylar's profile for the hundredth time. The new girl at school was like a human sphin...
The text dings at 11:47 PM. 'You coming?' It's from Riley, my lab partner turned something more, though neither of us will say it out loud. 'I'm exhausted,' I type. 'Coach had us ...
I'd been spying on Kai's Instagram for three months. Not like, full-on stalker status, but I'd definitely memorized which coffee shop he posted from on Tuesdays. My best friend Lay...
Maya stood against the kitchen island, clutching her red Solo cup like it was a lifeline. Jordan's house party raged around her — bass thumping through the walls, people she'd know...
The baseball uniform hung in my closet like a ghost, collecting dust next to my bedroom wall. Dad still asked every Sunday at breakfast: "Big game this weekend, champ?" And I'd mum...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The screen glowed with Instagram photos of everyone already at Jake's party—looking way more confident than...
Maya dragged herself into third period feeling like actual zombie royalty. After staying up until 3 AM finishing her AP History project and accidentally falling into a TikTok void,...
I sat on my bedroom floor, surrounded by tangled wires like some kind of tech disaster zone. My best friend Sarah was supposed to help me come out to my other friends over Discord ...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High was real, and Maya was tired of living at the base. She sat on the bleachers, watching the baseball team practice, dreaming about what it would f...