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The bathroom mirror was my enemy. I'd been staring at my reflection for twenty minutes, product-testing my hair into submission. Gel, mousse, whatever. My hair had developed a pers...
The box of fire-engine red dye sat on my bathroom counter like a dare. Three days until sophomore year, and I was finally going to do something—anything—that wasn't what Jordan exp...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset copper. Instead, it looked like a晒干的 papaya — all orange and frizzy and tragically unnatural. The box said 'temporary,' but her bathroom mirro...
Jordan stood in the corner of Alex's basement, gripping their orange soda like a lifeline. The party was louder than they expected—music thumping, people shouting over the noise to...
Maya stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, her frizzy hair defying gravity and the expensive conditioner her mom swore would work. She had twenty minutes before Jake showed up,...
Leo's sneakers slapped against the pavement, each step a rebellion against the perfectly curated life his parents had designed for him. Cross country practice wasn't just exercise—...
Maya's summer goal: stop checking her iPhone every three minutes. Standing at the edge of the padel court, she watched Jessica and her squad in their matching outfits, laughing li...
The field lights cut through the twilight like something out of a movie, except this wasn't a movie and my best friend Chloe was hiding behind the bleachers like a total weirdo. "Y...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, she looked like a zonked-out zebra with split ends. She'd spent three hours and forty-seven dollars on a DIY kit because...
Maya's first real summer job at Splash Kingdom water park wasn't exactly the glamorous start to high school she'd envisioned. Three weeks in, and she was still mastering the art of...
The pool water shimmered like liquid diamonds, but Maya couldn't appreciate it. Not with her palms sweating so much they'd practically slide off her phone. "Hey! You playing padel...
Maya's hair was supposed to be her redemption arc. After three months of being 'the quiet girl who transferred mid-semester,' Friday's party was her chance to finally be seen. The ...