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Maya stared at her reflection, wanting to scream. Her hair, usually her one good thing, had decided to stage a rebellion. Massive frizz. Curls going in every direction except the r...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate that morning. She'd spent twenty minutes trying to tame the frizz, but by third period, it had erupted into a magnificent Afro that she'd learned t...
Maya's iPhone screen glowed in the darkness of her bedroom as she refreshed Instagram for the third time in two minutes. The party photos from Saturday night were finally up. She z...
The carnival goldfish - won it sophomore year when Jake Peterson thought I'd be impressed by his ring-toss skills. Now it's just "Fish" (yeah, I know, creative) swimming in its bow...
Maya stood behind the **palm** tree in Mrs. Chen's backyard, silently praying her new swimsuit wasn't giving her too much underboob. The pool party raged without her—laughter, spla...
Maya's palms were sweating as she stood in front of the blender at Tropical Tiki, her first real job. Her phone buzzed in her apron pocket—probably her friends group chat blowin' u...
Maya stood at the edge of the lake party, clutching her red Solo cup like it was a lifeline. The August heat had already turned her perfectly flat-ironed hair into a frizzy halo ar...
Marcus stared at his iPhone screen, thumb hovering over Maya's Instagram story for the third time tonight. She was at Jake's party—everyone was at Jake's party—and he was here, tal...
Maya's summer had been one long cringe compilation until Rafael joined the padel club. She'd been stuck at her abuela's tropical resort for weeks, hiding in her room and dodging t...
Maya dragged herself through the backyard gate, feeling like a total zombie after staying up until 3 AM doom-scrolling. The Johnsons' annual pool party raged around her—kids cannon...
I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, popping a chewy vitamin into my mouth like it was some kind of magic pill that would instantly fix everything wrong with my life. Mom swore ...
The escape room's ceiling stretched infinitely upward, painted with constellations that seemed to shimmer under the blacklight. The Sphinx hologram hovered in the center of the roo...