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Leo adjusted his swim trunks for the tenth time, standing at the edge of Chloe's pool party like he'd forgotten the social hierarchy playbook. The chlorine-scented air hung thick w...
Maya's thumbs hovered over her iPhone screen, heart racing as she tapped through Instagram stories for the third time that morning. The pool party was in two hours, and if Jordan s...
The smoothie hit Maya's stomach like a brick made of pure health. Spinach, papaya, and whatever else her mom had insisted would make her "swim faster." As if. The only thing this g...
Maya's life was measured in likes, streaks, and the familiar weight of her iPhone in her palm. Every morning before school, she'd scroll through perfectly curated feeds while her m...
The cabin was dead silent, which only made it worse. I could hear everything—the creak of floorboards, the whisper of wind against the windows, and most importantly, the sound of e...
Marcus stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his neon orange beanie for the fifteenth time. It was stupid, really — a bright orange hat like some kind of traffic cone, but it was...
Maya stood by the snack table at Jackson's pool party, aggressively stabbing at the spinach dip like it had personally offended her. Across the yard, Jackson's sister Harper held c...
Maya's phone buzzed with the eleventh notification about Jessica's pool party. The one everyone who was anyone would be at. The one Maya was definitely not invited to. "You going?...
The dip was supposed to be my contribution to Harper's party—my ticket from the edges to the center. Instead, the spinach artichoke disaster sat on the counter like a green monumen...
The goldfish had been dead for three weeks when Maya finally accepted it. Her dad had flushed Finnegan down the toilet like it was nothing, but Maya still caught herself glancing a...
The recreation center hummed with summer energy, but I was mostly trying not to look like an idiot. Again. "You're gripping it wrong," Tyler said, demonstrating the perfect padel ...
Maya stood against the kitchen island, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. Her first high school party, and she was already plotting her exit strategy. Then Fox wal...