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Maya's first mistake was wearing her bright orange converse on the first day of sophomore year. In a sea of pristine white Vans and careful aesthetics, she stuck out like a highlig...
Maya's first week at Briarwood Academy felt like being dropped into an escape room without instructions. Everyone already had their friend groups, their inside jokes, their assigne...
Maya's hair was a disaster after the pool party, so she yanked her dad's old bucket **hat** down low. Like, covering-her-entire-forehead low. Because naturally, the one time Jake a...
Marcus's lucky hat was crumpled in his fist as he stared at the pool party. All the cool kids were there, including Jasmine, who'd actually smiled at him in chemistry on Friday. H...
Maya's mom insisted on packing the vitamin gummies. "You'll get sick at camp if you don't boost your immune system." Great. Now she was the kid taking chewable vitamins while every...
The vitamin gummies sat on Jade's nightstand like colorful accusations. "You should try them," she said, not looking up from her phone. "They're supposed to help with stress." I d...
Maya's hair was doing that thing again—the frizzy halo she'd spent twenty minutes trying to tame with her mom's expensive serum. The bathroom mirror reflected a girl who looked lik...
Marcus felt like a zombie most days. Sixteen years old and already on autopilot - dragging himself through AP Chem, nodding at his parents' questions about college applications tha...
Maya stood by the pool at Tyler's party, feeling like a total zombie. Four hours of sleep, three AP classes, and still she'd let Chloe talk her into coming. The pool water reflecte...
The pool party at Jake's house was supposed to be my moment to shine, you know? Like, finally make varsity swimming team material instead of just warming the bench at practice. But...
Maya's reflection stared back through the bathroom mirror—dark hair, glasses sliding down her nose, and absolutely, positively **spinach** between her front teeth. Because of cours...
Maya stared at the bottle of premium face serum, feeling exactly like the zombie she'd pretended to be at Jackson's party last weekend—dead inside, just going through the motions. ...