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Maya's life ended at 3:47 PM on a Tuesday. She was housesitting for Mrs. Chen, which meant approximately twelve dollars an hour to feed Bubbles the goldfish and water three suspic...
The July heat made everything shimmer, including my dignity. I stood at the edge of Chloe's above-ground pool, clutching my towel like a lifeline. The water sparkled with that arti...
Maya's first week at Northwood High was serving major flop energy. The lunchroom seating arrangement felt like a game of musical chairs where the music stopped before she even star...
Maya stared at the papaya like it was radioactive. "Dude, you seriously want me to blend this?" The fruit sat there, looking like a mutant alien melon that had seen better days. "...
By sixth period, Maya felt like a straight-up zombie. Three AP classes, lacrosse practice, and her mom's constant college application rants had turned her brain into mush. She slum...
The hat was everything. A beat-up black dad cap with the brim perfectly curved — three years of careful adjustments to hit that sweet spot where it shielded my eyes without fully h...
Jordan stood at the plate, swinging the bat like his limbs had turned to mush. Three hours of sleep after gaming until 3 AM will do that to you. He felt like a straight-up zombie, ...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even saw the water. Mia's pool parties were legendary, but this summer felt different. My best friend since kindergarten stood by the deep end, l...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating. She wiped them on her jeans for the third time, leaving dark streaks on the denim. Great. Now she was nervous AND her favorite ...
Maya's iPhone buzzed with another notification—someone had liked her story. Again. She scrolled through the comments, heart racing with that weird mix of validation and anxiety tha...
The cable was out again. Of course. The one night Lucas was finally going to message me back on Insta, and my WiFi decided to ghost me completely. I stared at my phone, willing the...
Maya stared at the invitation like it was a bomb. 'Spring Fling at the Rivera Estate' — aka the social pyramid scheme of freshman year, where Queen Bee Chloe Rivera determined who ...