The Orange Enigma
Maya pressed her back against the bleachers, heart hammering like a base runner stealing home. She'd never considered herself much of a baseball fan, but ever since Jordan moved to...
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Maya pressed her back against the bleachers, heart hammering like a base runner stealing home. She'd never considered herself much of a baseball fan, but ever since Jordan moved to...
The country club pool shimmered like a promise I couldn't afford. I stood there in my too-small swim trunks, watching the popular kids splash around while I clutched my dad's old b...
Maya's mom was doing that thing again — pureeing spinach into everything. "It's just spinach, Maya! It's good for you!" Yeah, and so is not dying of embarrassment, but here we were...
Maya's palms were literally sweating as she stood by the gate of Tyler's house. The beat of bass-heavy music thumped through the fence, laughter and splashes carrying across the la...
I wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans for the third time, trying to look chill about tryouts. The baseball diamond stretched out before me like a judgment stage, and I was seriously ...
Maya pulled the beanie lower, cursing her hair for betraying her on literally the most important night of sophomore year. The hat was her security blanket, her "I'm mysterious and ...
The pool shimmered like liquid diamonds under the July sun, but I felt more like a zombie than some sparkling creature. Three hours of sleep because someone decided the Fortnite se...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, wishing she could disappear into the fabric. The party raged around her—junior year's first gathering, and already she felt like a fraud. "Yo, w...
The pool water glowed an artificial blue under the string lights, something about it feeling staged, like the whole night was one giant Instagram trap. I sat on the edge with my le...
Maya stood at the edge of the country club pool, clutching her borrowed padel racquet like it might bite her. The water sparkled with that impossibly blue chlorine look, and everyw...
The baseball cap sat crushed on the locker room floor, bill bent backward like it'd gone ten rounds with a bulldozer. My baseball career, much like that hat, was lying in ruins. "...
The **lightning** flashed outside the cafeteria windows, casting everyone's face in ghostly pale for a split second. Perfect timing, honestly. The universe clearly wanted to dramat...