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Fox—that's what everyone called Maya, thanks to her copper hair and the way she could slip out of any conversation—stood frozen at the edge of the padel court. The new kid, Liam, h...
The invitation slipped through Maya's fingers like a soap bar in the shower — Chloe's pool party. The one that would define her entire summer social standing, apparently. She stood...
Maya's hair had never behaved. It was its own ecosystem, a frizzy pyramid of rebellion she'd spent years trying to tame. This morning, in the bathroom mirror before school, it achi...
Marcus's palms were sweating like crazy. Again. "Dude, you good?" asked Ty, slapping him on the back. "Varsity tryouts are kind of a big deal." "I'm good," Marcus lied, wiping hi...
I refused to take off the hat. It was my dad's old Cubs cap, sweat-stained and totally cringe, but wearing it made me feel like he was still here, even though he'd been gone six mo...
Maya stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the orange beanie she'd thrifted last week. It was kind of extra, but honestly? She needed the confidence boost. House part...
I stood by the pool, clutching my red Solo cup like it was a lifeline. Sarah's End-of-School Bash was legendary, but I felt less like a guest and more like a walking zombie—three h...
The pyramid scheme started with a glossy Instagram story. Jessica—she of the perfectly curated aesthetic and 2,000 followers—posted about "revolutionary wellness products" that cou...
Maya's hair was supposed to be cascade-of-waves beachy. Instead, the stylist had chopped it into what her younger brother called "drowned poodle chic." Now she stood at the edge of...
The thing about being the invisible girl is nobody notices when you're literally two feet away, staring. Which is how I ended up behind the gym bleachers during sixth period, spy m...
Maya dragged herself to the padel court at 9 AM on a Sunday, feeling like a certified zombie after finals week. Her hair—usually her signature move, big curly coils she'd spent yea...
Maya had been planning this moment for weeks. The Friday night football game. Finally. She'd positioned herself perfectly near Chase—soccer team captain, actual sunshine human—when...