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Buster, my golden retriever, nudged my hand with his wet nose. He knew something was up. He always knew. "Another Monday, another baseball practice where Coach Taylor pretends I'm...
Marcus leaned against the chain-link fence, watching the varsity baseball team practice. Again. He'd been doing this every day for two weeks, which was pathetic even by his own adm...
The social pyramid at Jefferson High had Jesse on top, me somewhere near the basement, and everyone else scattered in between. Which is why I was shocked when Jesse actually invite...
The party was already dead when Maya dragged me through the door. 'You're not spending Friday night rotting in your room,' she'd said, and now here I was, gripping a red solo cup l...
Jordan's palms were sweating through his denim shorts. Like, actually sweating through the fabric. Standing at the entrance to Spring Fair with his friends, watching Nina laugh at ...
The summer before freshman year, I spent every Friday night at Maya's house while our parents drank wine and complained about property taxes. We'd sit on her back porch, surrounded...
Maya's fingers trembled as she adjusted the orange fox ear headband. It was ridiculous, obviously — a bright faux-foor monstrosity from the costume aisle at Spirit Halloween. But t...
The pool party was everything Maya dreaded: senior year royalty, too much chlorine, and her social anxiety dialed up to eleven. She'd spent all week zombie-walking through finals, ...
The chlorine smell hit Maya before she even saw the water. Great. Another Friday night at Jessica's pool party, exactly where she didn't want to be. She clutched her iPhone like a...
Maya stared at her phone screen, the 'typing...' bubble taunting her. Jordan hadn't replied for three hours. Three hours since Maya had accidentally posted the screenshot of their ...
My hair had other plans tonight. I'd spent forty-five minutes with the straightener, trying to look like I belonged at Jessica's pool party, but the humidity immediately declared w...
Maya's hair had been blue for exactly three days when her mom signed her up for summer baseball camp. Typical. Just when she'd finally found a shade that matched herTumblr aestheti...