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I spent my entire freshman year at the bottom of the social pyramid, invisible as ghost mode in a group chat. But this summer, I decided things were gonna be different. When Jake f...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was real, and Maya was stuck in the middle layer — visible enough to be seen by the popular kids, invisible enough to be ignored by everyone el...
I'd been running on zombie mode for three days straight—finals week will do that to you. My eyes burned, my brain felt like mush, and I was seriously questioning why I'd agreed to ...
My social life had basically become a pyramid scheme of disappointment — me at the bottom, everyone else thriving above. So when Chloe invited me to her pool party, I couldn't say ...
Maya smoothed the brim of her vintage fedora, catching her reflection in the gymnasium doors. Freshman year. When your biggest flex was wearing accessories that screamed "I'm diffe...
Maya's first week as a freshman felt like walking through a minefield of awkward glances and whispered comments. The cafeteria was the worstespecially day three when she'd chosen ...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was simple: varsity athletes at the top, theater kids somewhere in the middle, and everyone else scattered at the bottom like loose change. May...
Marcus dragged himself to the baseball field, legs heavy like he'd been running laps in his dreams. Which he kinda had—stressing about varsity tryouts all night had him operating o...
Maya's curly hair had a mind of its own, and today it was practically screaming for attention. She'd spent twenty minutes with the straightener, but the humidity at the community c...
Maya stood at the edge of Birch Lake, toes curled into the sand. The annual end-of-summer bonfire raged behind her, but her mind was elsewhere. Somewhere in the darkness, Jake was ...
Maya's phone buzzed against her nightstand at 2 AM. Again. She knew exactly who it was—Chloe, her ex-best-friend who'd gone full popular crowd freshman year. The papaya emoji lit u...
Jordan adjusted the brim of her snapback for the fifteenth time, tugging it lower over her forehead. The hat was her armor against the world, especially today. Especially at Taylor...