Chlorine and Courage
Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought they might literally drip onto the cement. Standing at the edge of Jake's pool party, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeli...
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Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought they might literally drip onto the cement. Standing at the edge of Jake's pool party, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeli...
Maddie's heart hammered against her ribs like it was trying to break out. Pool parties were basically social torture disguised as fun, especially when your crush was there, looking...
Jamie stared at the **water** shimmering in the school pool, feeling like the world's most awkward fish. Everyone else on the swim team moved with practiced grace, while Jamie was ...
I'd been in full zombie mode for three weeks—thanks, AP finals—when everything changed. My eyes burned, my brain felt like mush, and I'm pretty sure I'd forgotten what sunlight loo...
Maya's phone screen glowed with the ominous warning: 3% battery. At the top of the cafeteria's social pyramid, where Brianna and her minions held court, every snapchat, every text,...
The first day of my summer job at the country club, I learned three things: one, never trust Chad when he says "trust me bro," two, papaya is an unholy crime against nature, and th...
Marcus stood in front of the bathroom mirror, running gel through his curls for the third time. The hair gel situation was getting desperate—his natural texture refused to cooperat...
The indoor padel court smelled like rubber and desperation. I stood there, my racquet feeling heavier than my entire existence, watching Josh laugh with his friends by the net. Jos...
Maya's brother Jason had been acting sus all summer. Glued to his laptop, speaking in hushed tones, and—most disturbingly—drinking that nasty orange protein shake powder that stain...
I'd mastered the art of being a social spy. Invisible hoodie, corner table, headphones in (even when nothing played). I knew who sat with whom, which couples were fighting, and exa...
Maya smoothed her hands down her shorts, her palms sweating like she'd been holding onto a climbing wall for way too long. The graduation party was in full swing - literally, since...
The gummy **vitamin** sat on my tongue like a secret. Strawberry kiwi, the kind my mom bought in bulk from Costco because they were "good for growing bodies." Whatever that meant. ...