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The ethernet cable lay tangled on my floor like a dead snake. Mom had been begging me to fix the WiFi for weeks, and Tyler's pool party was in three hours. Priorities, you know? I...
I was running—actually running, like my life depended on it, though the only thing chasing me was Jordan's voice yelling 'WAIT!' through the parking lot. My lungs burned, but not a...
The lunchroom buzzed with that chaotic energy that makes your brain feel like it's glitching. I sat across from Mia, pretending to be deeply fascinated by my sandwich while actuall...
The papaya sat on the kitchen counter like a radioactive alien egg, its orange flesh glowing under the fluorescent lights. I was seventeen, socially awkward, and currently hiding i...
The spinach incident happened exactly twelve minutes before I met him. I was fifteen, hiding in the corner of the country club restaurant, nervously picking at the spinach articho...
Maya hated running. Like, actually hated it with the fiery passion of a thousand suns. But somehow, thanks to her mom's new "wellness journey" phase, she found herself on the fresh...
The first week of junior year turned me into a total **zombie**. Between AP classes, cross country practice, and my parents' pressure to be Perfect College Material, I was running ...
The July humidity clung to everything—my skin, my hair, the sticky plastic cup I was gripping. Jada's end-of-summer pool party raged around me, bass thumping against the fence, peo...
Maya's cousin Leo had moved to LA and come back completely different — bleached hair, sagging clothes, and that annoying way of saying "fam" every other sentence. Now they were all...
Friday night and I'm stuck at the Carlson's house watching their pets instead of at Jake's party. My phone's blowing up with snapchats of everyone having way more fun than me, whil...
I became a spy without even meaning to. It started when I hid behind the oversized planters at the community pool, desperate to avoid anyone seeing my pale, out-of-shape self in sw...
I felt like a zombie. Literally. Three hours of sleep + one energy drink = Maya walking through life like the undead. The worst part? I'd promised Leo I'd go to his pool party toda...