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I looked like a zombie. Literally. Three hours of sleep, finals week eating my brain, and now here I was at Tyler's end-of-year pool party, standing on the edge of everything. My ...
Chloe's heart did that weird flutter thing again—the same way it had been doing all week whenever she looked at the pool deck. She adjusted her headphones, pretending to be complet...
Maya adjusted her cap—backward, obviously, because that's how the cool kids wore them—and scanned the baseball stadium. This was it: Operation Crush Reconnaissance. Her best friend...
The backyard pool glowed with underwater LED lights, casting rippling blue patterns across everyone's faces. I stood there in my new tankini from PacSun, feeling like I'd accidenta...
The thunder cracked overhead as Maya scrambled onto the pool deck, clutching her friend Leo's towel. They'd been swimming laps until the lifeguard's whistle had signaled everyone o...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The water glittered with that fake-turquoise chemical blue, and somewhere inside her chest, her heart was d...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could probably water plants with them. This was it—her first actual high school house party, and she was currently hiding behind a potted fak...
Maya pressed her back against the scratched lockers, phone clutched in sweaty hand like she was some kind of secret agent instead of just a freshman trying to figure out where she ...
The membership packet sat heavy in my lap, fresh from my dad's promotion at the cable company. Suddenly we were those people — country club people. I stared out the car window at t...
Maya's chest felt like it might actually explode. Not like, 'oh my god I'm nervous' explode, but like, full-on physical combustion. Which was ridiculous. It was just homecoming wee...
Maya's summer had been one big flop. No beach trip. No camp. Just her, rusty ankle weights, and a dream of making varsity cross country. That is, until her older brother Tyler's br...
Leo sat on the bench, his baseball uniform feeling like a costume he'd outgrown. The game was slipping away—0-4, three strikeouts, and the echoes of "swing batter" in his head soun...