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Marcus pulled the brim of his dad's ancient fishing hat lower, practically disappearing inside it. The neon orange foam hat with its ridiculous lures was exactly the kind of thing ...
The chlorine stung my nose before I even saw the **water**. Another pool party at Brianna's house—another Saturday I'd spend on the sidelines, pretending to check my phone while ev...
I'm running late. Again. My phone's buzzing with texts from the padel squad - where is she?? "Chill, I'm literally coming," I mutter, shoving my feet into worn-out sneakers. Toda...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, doom-scrolling through party photos she wasn't invited to. Again. The glowing rectangle felt like a brick in her hand, heavy with every...
Six AP classes will do that to you. By second semester junior year, I was a certified **zombie**, shuffling through hallways with dark circles deep enough to hide a whole secret li...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangling in the frizz that used to be sleek brown waves. The DIY hair dye kit from TikTok promised "subtle caramel highlights," but now she l...
Marcus stood in center field, his baseball glove practically sweating through the leather. The coach called him 'a natural,' but honestly? He'd rather be at home with Buster, his a...
I hovered by the snack table at my first high school house party, nursing a warm soda like it was my lifeline. The basement was packed, bodies pressed together in sweltering chaos....
The green sludge dripped down my forehead, coating my bangs in what I could now identify as a chunky blend of spinach and kale. "Bruh, you good?" Marcus asked, trying not to laugh...
Maya's golden retriever, Max, had been her only constant since her parents' divorce. But when her mom announced they were moving from Seattle to a tiny town in Oregon, Maya felt li...
Maya's hair was a situation. Specifically, a post-shower, frizz-explosion situation that happened right before the biggest party of sophomore year. She'd spent forty-five minutes b...
The backyard pool glittered like something out of a music video, all underwater LED lights and bodies cannonballing into the blue. I stood at the edge with my red Solo cup, feeling...