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Marcus stood in front of his mirror, flexing. Nothing happened. His arms remained stubbornly noodle-like, despite two weeks of his mom's health kick. "Time for your **vitamin** re...
Zoey stood at the edge of the padel court, gripping her racquet like it might explode any second. The court looked smaller than a tennis court, enclosed by glass walls that reflect...
Maya's summer was turning out to be a total flop—until the county fair happened. Now she was standing in front of the mechanical bull, her heart doing that thing where it felt like...
Marcus stood at the edge of the **pool**, chlorine stinging his nose, heart hammering against his ribs like it was trying to break out. Everyone from junior year was there—Tyler's ...
Marcus's lunch routine was basically social suicide. Every day, he'd pull out a papaya—his mom's weird health kick—while the baseball team sat at the cool table bragging about batt...
Marcus flopped onto his bed, phone screen glowing in the darkness. 'bro wyd' he'd texted two hours ago. Still no reply from Jake, his best friend since seventh grade. The fight had...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, it came out neon orange, like a traffic cone that had seen better days. She stood in front of her bathroom mirror, fifte...
Maya stared at the slice of papaya on her plate like it was an alien artifact. Her abuela had been trying to get her to embrace her Honduran roots all summer, but Maya was busy try...
Maya's palms were literally sweating. Like, actual droplets. She wiped them on her denim shorts for the third time, staring at Jake's Instagram story. POOL PARTY. SATURDAY. 3 PM. T...
Maya practically dissolved into the kitchen island as her mother placed the fruit tray on the counter. In a sea of Doritos and pizza rolls, the papaya slices sat there like tropica...
Maya's palms were practically leaking sweat as she gripped the padel racket, her knuckles white. Why had she agreed to this? Because Tyler, with his stupid perfect hair and his stu...
The padel court felt like standing at the edge of a cliff you'd agreed to jump off. Everyone else moved like they'd been born with a racquet in their hand — Marcus and Jordan finis...