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Leo's palms were sweating. Again. Staring at his phone, the chat with Maya sat open—the message "Wanna hang after the game?" mocking him with its three-hour-old silence. His cable...
Marcus stood at the edge of the lake, fingers curling around the rough bark of an old pine. The water glittered like someone had spilled diamonds across the surface, but his stomac...
The blue glow of my iPhone reflected in my eyes at 2:47 AM — again. I'd been doomscrolling for three hours straight, thumb moving on autopilot through TikTok feeds, Instagram stori...
The bleach had definitely done something wrong. Like, really wrong. Maya stared in the mirror, turning her head side to side. What was supposed to be subtle sun-kissed highlights ...
Maya's goldfish was the only living thing that understood her. Probably because it also spent its entire life swimming in circles, going absolutely nowhere. "You need to eat more ...
My phone buzzed. Again. Another Instagram story from someone at the lake house I wasn't invited to. I swiped left on my iPhone, watching my social life dissolve like sugar in cold ...
Maya's first week at Northwood High felt like trying to solve a riddle from some ancient sphinx. Every hallway was a labyrinth of social codes she couldn't crack. Who sat where. Wh...
The cafeteria at Northwood High operated like a popularity **pyramid**. Queen bee Brittney and her squad commanded the center table, radiating that effortless cool that made the re...
Maya had spent three years of middle school being invisible, which honestly was fine with her. Better invisible than noticed by Jason—the human **bull** who'd made it his mission t...
The morning sun hit Marcus's face like a betrayal. He'd been up until 3 AM doom-scrolling, and now he was running on pure caffeine and anxiety. Classic first-day-of-sophomore-year ...
I'd been functioning on iced coffee and panic for three days straight. Final exams had me in full zombie mode — eyes glazed, limbs heavy, brain threatening to shut down completely....
The pool party shimmered before me, chlorine and teenage hormones mixing in the humid air. I stood by the snack table, clutching a red plastic cup like it was a lifeline. Not that ...