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The fluorescent lights of the cafeteria felt way too bright for someone running on three hours of sleep. I was basically a **zombie** shuffling toward my lunch table, brain fog thi...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood before the registration table. The annual Lakeview High rodeo wasn't exactly her scene—she was more art club than barrel racing—but LJ was...
Marcus stood by the dugout, gripping the brim of his dad's old baseball hat like it was a lifeline. The fitted cap was two sizes too big and smelled like locker room ambition, but ...
The cafeteria social pyramid was as real as gravity, and Leo had been stuck in its basement layer since middle school. Today was the day he'd finally ascend — or at least stop sitt...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, lip gloss applied just right, outfit approved by three different group chats. Tonight was the night. Leo's party. The Leo she'd been low...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating, the kind of nervous moisture that made holding her phone impossible. She wiped them on her dress—this vintage thing she'd thrif...
Maya's mom stood in the kitchen doorway, holding out the orange bottle like it was a peace offering. "Your vitamin D deficiency is stressing me out, Maya. Just take it." "I'm good...
My hair looked like a drowned poodle. Again. "You coming in or what?" Maya called from the edge of the pool, already soaking wet, her perfect curls somehow defying physics. "Just...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at the edge of Jessica's pool, clutching her towel like a safety blanket. The annual end-of-school pool party. The social event of the sea...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her phone. Three swipes. That's all it took to slide from the top of the freshman social pyramid straight to the bottom tier...
The papaya sat in my lunchbox like a radioactive orange grenade, mocking my entire existence. Mom had packed it — "exotic, healthy, different" — which basically summed up everythin...
The country club pool shimmered like something out of a movie—the kind where the popular kids sunbathed on loungers arranged in a perfect social pyramid. Me? I was just the guy hir...