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Marcus adjusted his backward cap, lurking behind the oak tree like the world's worst **spy**. The popular crowd was playing **padel** on the fancy new courts—coach said baseball pl...
The invitation sat on Maya's phone screen for three days before she finally typed maybe. Jake Morrison's pool party. The social event of the summer before sophomore year. Everyone ...
Maya's hands shook as she clutched the padel racket, her palms sweating through the grip. Tryouts for the varsity team were in twenty minutes, and she'd spent the entire morning do...
Fifteen-year-old Alex's palms sweated through his batting gloves. Again. The baseball diamond felt like a stage where everyone watched his every move, waiting for him to mess up. H...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High was as rigid as it was invisible, and Maya had spent her entire freshman year observing its tiers from the safety of the bottom. Now, standing at...
The pool party was supposed to be lit, but Maya felt about as welcome as a fungal infection. She stood at the edge of the dark water, clutching her towel like a lifeline, while eve...
Maya's mom had gone full wellness influencer over the summer, which meant the fridge looked like a chlorophyll experiment and Maya's lunchbox was basically a crime scene against te...
The baseball tryouts were today, and my stomach was doing full-on gymnastics. I stood behind the backstop, wearing my older brother's lucky baseball cap—pulled low, obviously—like ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party like a total noob, clutching her phone with sweaty palms. The invite had said "casual hang" but everyone looked like they'd stepped out of ...
Maya's orange bikini stood out like a beacon against the faded deck chairs as she hovered at the edge of Jake's pool party. Her best friend had already jumped in, but Maya? She was...
Leo's palms were sweating before he even stepped through the gate. The pool party at Jake's house was supposed to be the social event of the summer, and he'd spent forty minutes fi...
Maya stared at her reflection, the bathroom mirror revealing a disaster. Her hair—once her crowning glory, dark and waist-length—was now a patchy, alarming shade of neon green. The...