Goldfish Funeral at the Pool Party
The pool party was already in full swing when I arrived, my oversized bucket hat practically swallowing my head. I'd dyed my hair purple two days ago—a total disaster that looked m...
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The pool party was already in full swing when I arrived, my oversized bucket hat practically swallowing my head. I'd dyed my hair purple two days ago—a total disaster that looked m...
Maya's hands shook as she held up her iPhone, the bathroom mirror reflecting a stranger. Two hours ago, she'd chopped off twelve inches of waist-length hair—a dramatic statement sh...
The summer before sophomore year, Marcus thought he'd found his golden ticket. Tyler's older brother had slid him this opportunity—selling premium vitamin supplements through this ...
I felt like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks of finals, my brain literally mush, surviving on nothing but Red Bull and panic. My best friend Marcus had been texting me for days, b...
The zombie thing started junior year. Not the walking-dead kind—the kind where you show up, go through the motions, but you're not actually there. Inside, something had hollowed ou...
I'd spent the entire summer reinventing myself. New Maya runs every morning at dawn, even when her lungs burn and her legs feel like lead. New Maya drinks spinach smoothies that ta...
Maya's frizzy **hair** had always been her worst enemy—until she dyed it electric blue at 2 AM the night before freshman orientation. Her mom had literally cried. Her dad just sigh...
Marcus stood frozen in the cafeteria, staring at the pyramid of milk cartons some kid had constructed on the lunch table. Three tiers. Actually impressive, if he was being honest. ...
The first time I saw Jordan, he was crushing it at the padel court behind the community center. I was supposed to be practicing with my dad, but instead I was leaning against the c...
My hair had declared war on me. Seventh grade had been rough enough without my hair staging a rebellion against humidity, self-esteem, and basic physics. By July, it was a frizzy ...
Maya slumped against the pool fence, phone glowing against her face. Another Instagram story where everyone looked perfect while she felt like a zombie stumbling through sophomore ...
Maya stood in front of the mirror, iPhone clutched in her hand like a lifeline. Summer break had finally arrived, and she'd decided it was time for a reinvention. No more quiet May...