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The bass thumped through Jordan's ribs as she stood against the kitchen wall, nursing a flat orange soda. This wasn't her scene—she was the girl who spent Friday nights reading, no...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could barely grip the steering wheel. Great. Just great. Her dad's car, her responsibility, and she was about to commit her first felony: bre...
I wasn't supposed to be at Petco on a Tuesday afternoon when I should've been at baseball practice. But here I was, clutching a plastic bag like it contained the Holy Grail instead...
The summer I turned fifteen, my world tilted sideways because of a poodle named Parker, a group chat explosion, and my own spectacular stupidity. I was supposed to be watching my ...
Maya sat on the edge of the pool, legs dangling in the cool water, watching Layla across the deck. Layla was like a sphinx—mysterious, unreadable, impossible to figure out. She'd t...
Summer at the Palm Springs resort was supposed to be legendary. Instead, I was melting on the **padel** court while Jake—my crush since seventh grade—watched from the sidelines. "...
Marcus stood outside the rusty metal fence, his dad's dusty western hat pulled low over his eyes. This was it—the moment he'd been dreading all week. The dare. "You're not actuall...
My hair looked like a golden retriever had attacked it, which was ironic because a golden retriever literally had attacked it. Buster, Mrs. Chen's dog, had decided my French braid ...
I felt like a total spy, lurking behind the oak tree near the padel courts. Again. Fifteen years old and I was still the new girl who couldn't crack the social code at Winchester...
Maya's sweaty palm pressed against her phone screen, checking Instagram for the third time in two minutes. The Spring Fling was in full swing down the hall, and she was currently h...
Marcus stood at the baseline, gripping the padel racket like it was a baseball bat—his natural habitat. But this wasn't the diamond, and Coach Reynolds's voice echoed in his head: ...
Maya's mom packed her lunch with that ridiculous spinach wrap again — the one that stained her teeth green and basically announced to the entire cafeteria that she was That Girl wh...