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Maya's parents signed her up for padel lessons because apparently tennis was too basic. Now here she was, sweating through her third overpriced private lesson while her instructor ...
I was running from everything. From my mom's disappointed looks when I came home past curfew. From the group chat notifications I kept leaving on read. From the version of myself w...
Maya's palms were sweating so hard she could practically water plants with them. She clutched the red solo cup like a lifeline, wondering why she'd let Jenna drag her to Tyler's ho...
At Ryder's epic summer bash, I lurked by the pool feeling like a total fraud. Everyone else seemed to float effortlessly through conversations while I just... sank. Social anxiety,...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his towel like a lifeline. The end-of-summer party raged behind him — music thumping, people laughing, someone cannonballing into th...
Marcus felt like a total spy at his own school. Not the cool, James Bond kind — more like the awkward kid who'd mastered the art of blending into lockers while eavesdropping on con...
Maya's mom dropped her off at the country club with a forceful smile and a bottle of orange Gatorade "enhanced with vitamin B for focus." Because nothing said fifteen-year-old rebe...
Maya transferred to Northwood High three weeks into sophomore year, which everyone knew was social suicide. The school's hierarchy operated like a pyramid: the varsity athletes and...
Maya stared at her reflection, the vintage trucker hat perched awkwardly on her head. It was supposed to be vintage-cool, but she mostly looked like a confused substitute teacher. ...
The house was dead silent at 2 AM, but my heart was doing cartwheels. I'd been planning this for weeks, ever since Mom and Dad instituted the Great Cable Ban of sophomore year. No ...
The humidity hit me like a wall as I stepped onto the padel court at the Palm Beach Resort. My dad, ever the optimist, had signed us up for the family tournament, convinced this wo...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangled in knots. The frizzy curls refused to cooperate, defying every product she'd applied. Tonight was Tyler's party—the event of the seas...