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The social pyramid at Northwood High was real. I lived at the bottom, somewhere between the kids who brought Yu-Gi-Oh cards to lunch and the ones nobody remembered existed. Maya wa...
Maya dragged herself through sophomore year like a zombie, her face illuminated by the blue glow of her iPhone until 2 AM every night. Group chats. Instagram stories. TikToks. The ...
Maya stood at the edge of Jake's pool, clutching her papaya smoothie like it was her only lifeline. The water sparkled invitingly, but her heart hammered like she'd just chugged fi...
The humidity hit me like a wall. Palm fronds draped over Maya's backyard fence, casting these lazy shadows across the deck like they were mocking my nerves. I'd been psyching mysel...
The bathroom scissors glinted under fluorescent lights as Maya stared at her reflection. Sixteen years of the same long, dark hair—gone in five jagged minutes. Her mom was going to...
The social hierarchy at Jefferson High was basically a pyramid, and I'd spent three years trying to climb out of the bottom layer. But tonight? Tonight might change everything. "M...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his phone like a lifeline. The **hat** pulled low over his eyes wasn't doing its job—every time Chloe surfaced from a lap, his heart...
Maya's summer plans crumbled when her parents dropped the bomb: she'd be spending July with her abuela in Miami instead of at Taylor's lake house. The group chat went wild. "No Ar...
The sky purpled like a bruise as Maya huddled with her squad in the Adirondack chair. They were at Sophie's lake house, supposed to be the weekend that fixed everything—Maya's crus...
Maya's palms were sweating. Literally. She wiped them on her shorts again, clutching the padel racquet like her life depended on it. "You ready for this?" Liam asked, bouncing on ...
Maya dragged herself to the community center courts at 11:45 PM, feeling like a certified zombie after four hours of doom-scrolling TikToks until 3 AM. Her cousin Leo had convinced...
Maya's palms were sweating like they always did when she had to talk to people she didn't know. Her mom's new boyfriend's pool party was basically her personal nightmare—populated ...