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Marcus dragged his cleats through the dirt, feeling like a total zombie. The baseball coach had benched him for the third time this week, and honestly? He was over it. His phone bu...
The alarm screamed at 5 AM like it had a personal vendetta against my REM cycle. Three hours of sleep. Again. Between AP Calc homework that refused to solve itself and my mom's thi...
Maya's stomach churned like a **lightning** storm trapped in a bottle. First period drama auditions in twenty minutes, and she'd somehow volunteered to stage manage the spring prod...
Maya's iphone lay face down on her bed, vibrating like a trapped insect. Another notification. Another Instagram story she'd miss if she didn't check RIGHT NOW. She grabbed it, thu...
Jordan felt like a spy in their own life, watching from the sidelines while everyone else seemed to know the secret code to being sixteen. The bucket hat pulled low over their eyes...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. The screen reflected her nervous expression—seventeen and still terrified of everything. Her friends Jorda...
Finals week had turned me into a functioning zombie. I'd spent three days surviving on espresso and panic, my brain feeling like it had been replaced with lukewarm coffee. Even my ...
Maya's thumbs flew across her iPhone screen, typing and deleting the same text for the tenth time. *You coming to the festival?* Simple. Casual. Not desperate. "You gonna stare at...
Marcus dragged himself through the automatic doors of Vitamin World, feeling like a straight-up **zombie** after Friday night's gaming marathon. His manager, Greg—whom everyone cal...
The party was already lit when Maya arrived, palm trees swaying against the purple sunset like they were trying to escape too. Her cousin Jasmine had dragged her here, promising "j...
My mom stood in the kitchen holding a bag of organic spinach like it was some kind of prize. "Honey, try this! It's packed with every vitamin you need!" She was in her healthy phas...
Maya's life ended at 3:47 PM on a Tuesday. She was housesitting for Mrs. Chen, which meant approximately twelve dollars an hour to feed Bubbles the goldfish and water three suspic...