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My life is basically a pyramid of awkward moments, each one built on the foundation of the last disaster. Friday night, 9:47 PM. Jordan's party. I'm standing on the patio wearing ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. The screen reflected her face—too much highlighter, eyes searching for someone, anyone, to acknowled...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers combing through frizzy **hair** that refused to cooperate. The humid California evening had turned her curls into a monumental disaster. "Yo...
Maya's older sister Brianna ruled the social pyramid at Northwood High like she built it herself. Which was funny, considering Maya spent weekends crawling through attics pulling e...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High's annual pool party was as real as the chlorine stinging Maya's eyes. Seniors lounged on the upper deck like royalty, juniors claimed the middle ...
Marcus slumped against the aluminum bleachers, his **iphone** burning a hole in his pocket. Not literally—his mom would kill him for that metaphor—but the urge to check it was like...
My phone buzzed. Again. "You coming to Jake's party?" Marcus texted. "Everyone's gonna be there." I stared at the ceiling fan spinning lazy circles above my bed. Freshman year ha...
Maya's orange backpack weighed heavy against her spine, the color screaming for attention she didn't want to give. Three weeks into sophomore year and she was still playing the don...
Maya's vintage bucket hat — thrift store chic, $4.99 — was her armor. She refused to take it off, even at the pool party where everyone else was basking in July heat like synchroni...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate. It was picture day at Northwood High, and her normally sleek curls had decided to rebel against every product she'd tried. Her mom stood in the do...
Marcus stood outside the convenience store, clutching the bottle of neon-orange gummy vitamins like they were contraband. Which, technically, they weren't — unless you counted his ...
The spinach smoothie sat on the kitchen counter like a radioactive experiment gone wrong. Emma stared at it, trying to convince herself that this was what cool people did now — got...