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Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her orange towel like a shield. The invitation said "casual pool hang" but the scene before her suggested something else entirely. The...
My orange hair was basically a beacon. Like, hey everyone, look at Maya, the girl who literally cannot blend in. Which was ironic, considering my current situation: wedged behind t...
Maya stared at her reflection, wanting to scream. The hair dye box promised "caramel highlights" but delivered "strawberry disaster." Her mom would flip. But worse—this was the nig...
The baseball scholarship letter sat on my nightstand for three weeks before I finally looked at it again. Full ride to State. My dad's dream, basically. But also not mine at all. ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her plastic cup so hard her palms were sweating through the red solo cup. She smoothed down the neon orange bucket hat she'd stolen ...
My hair has always been a disaster. Like, actually cursed. While other girls woke up with beach waves, I woke up looking like I'd stuck my finger in an electrical socket. But today...
Maya gripped her phone like a lifeline, screen brightness dialed down to nothing. She wasn't technically stalking, but watching Chloe's Instagram stories from last weekend's party ...
Maya pulled her dad's battered trucker hat down low over her eyes, the brim curved just right like she'd practiced in the mirror for twenty minutes. It was her armor against the po...
Marcus stood at the plate, his baseball bat feeling like a lead pipe in his sweating palms. The entire varsity team watched from the dugout—Jason, the captain who'd been giving him...
Maya's lucky **hat** sat backwards on her head, the brim frayed from three years of superstition. Today, it needed to work overtime. Padel tryouts at Richmond High were brutal, and...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, practically swallowing her forehead. First party of sophomore year, and she'd already spent twenty minutes hiding in the bathroom. "You good?" H...
Summer after sophomore year, the country club became my entire universe. That's where HE was—Tyler, with his perfect padel serve and the way his abs looked when he reached for a ba...