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Sixteen and already an expert at avoidance. That was me, running from everything that mattered. I'd perfected the art of disappearing into bathroom stalls during lunch, running thr...
Maya's palms were sweating. Again. She wiped them on her jeans, leaving dark streaks on the denim. The basement party was exactly what she'd dreaded—kids from school moving like zo...
I never thought my social salvation would arrive in the form of a cat named Nacho chewing through my dad's expensive baseball gear. But there I was, fourteen years old and desperat...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was as real as the acne on my forehead. And me? I was practically in the basement, hanging out with the drama kids and eating lunch in the libr...
The first thing you notice when you finally look up from your screen is that the world is weirdly high-definition. I'd been spending the entire summer like a zombie — scrolling th...
Jordan stared at the invitation like it was a bomb. **Pool party.** Those two words shouldn't be terrifying, but they were. Especially when the invitation came from Taylor, the gir...
Maya's legs burned as she kept running, each step on the cross-country trail feeling heavier than the last. The junior varsity race had ended twenty minutes ago, but she was still ...
The cable guy was the third person I'd spoken to all week. 'You've got the basic package,' he said, nodding at the fuzzed-out screen where MTV flickered like a dying heartbeat. 'Yo...
Maya's mom had dropped off a papaya at lunch like it was some kind of exotic peace offering. "It's good for you, honey," she'd said, but Maya knew it was really an apology for miss...
The summer humidity hit like a wall when I stepped into Marco's backyard. His family had just installed a padel court, which Marco claimed was 'basically tennis but cooler.' I wasn...
Maya stared at her cracked iPhone screen, the blue light illuminating her panic. Jenna's story had just dropped—everyone who was anyone was at Sierra's party. Everyone except her. ...
Maya pressed her hands against her hair, frizzy from the humidity, wishing she'd just stayed home. But no, here she was at Tyler's end-of-summer party, surrounded by people who see...