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Maya's palms were sweating — like, actually dripping — as she stood outside Jordan's house. The invite had said "pool party casual" but Maya was pretty sure she'd overdressed. Agai...
The fight started over a guy, obviously. Jason, with his perfect hair and varsity jacket, had become the center of Maya's universe—which meant he was now the center of mine too, by...
Marcus stood by the cooler, clutching a cup of water like it was his only lifeline. The Carter twins' end-of-summer bash pulsed with music he didn't recognize and people he definit...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. The screen reflected her face—foundation melting, eyes wide with that particular terror only a high school...
I looked like a literal zombie. Three days of finals, zero sleep, and somehow Maya convinced me that a pool party was exactly what I needed. Yeah, right. The backyard was already ...
Jordan's life was officially cooked. The first house party of sophomore year, at Taylor's actual mansion with a pool and everything, and he'd managed to spill red fruit punch all o...
Maya felt like a zombie, literally dead inside from staying up until 3 AM scrolling TikTok, but here she was at Tyler's pool party, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. The blue l...
My hair was absolutely wrecked. Chlorine-green frizz haloed my head like I'd stuck a fork in an electrical outlet, and I was supposed to act like everything was totally fine. "You...
Maya walked through the hallway feeling like a zombie—AP Euro test, three hours sleep, and somehow her eyeliner had smudged into something resembling raccoon eyes. She caught her r...
The invitation said "casual vibes" but Maya's hands wouldn't stop shaking. She stood at the edge of the infinity pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline while everyone else splas...
Maya dragged herself into first period feeling like absolute roadkill—three hours of TikTok doomscrolling will do that to you. Her hair had that specific zombie apocalypse vibe she...
Maya's first mistake was thinking she could navigate the social **pyramid** of Northwood High without getting burned. Two weeks in, and she'd already learned: the varsity jackets o...