Orange Crush at the Club
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at the entrance of the Willow Creek Country Club. Her best friend Priya had practically dragged her here, insisting that this was THE summ...
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Maya's stomach did backflips as she stood at the entrance of the Willow Creek Country Club. Her best friend Priya had practically dragged her here, insisting that this was THE summ...
I stood at the edge of Sarah's pool, clutching my papaya mango smoothie like it was a lifeline. The invitation had said "casual hang," but somehow I'd walked into a full-blown soci...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, the Instagram post from Sarah's party collecting comments like fireflies. She wasn't there. She never was. Not anymore, not after the I...
The baseball shattered Mrs. Rivera's window with a sound like a disaster movie. I stood frozen in her backyard, sixteen years old and absolutely mortified. Mrs. Rivera appeared at...
The bass thumped through the floorboards of Jordan's house like a second heartbeat. Fox (everyone called him that because of his wild red hair and the way he could disappear into t...
Maya pressed herself against the lockers, holding her breath like her life depended on it. Technically, her social life did. She was on an unauthorized mission—aka, being a total ...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be lit, but honestly? Maya's stomach was doing backflips. She stood by the edge of the water in her new orange bikini — the one she'...
Jake felt like a **zombie** walking through sophomore year—dead inside, barely functioning, surviving on caffeine and three hours of sleep. His life was a nightmare loop of swim pr...
Maya's backpack hit the locker with a thud that matched exactly how her heart felt. Freshman year was supposed to be this whole new vibe, but instead she was just... drifting. Her ...
Maya stared at the lunch table, where her ex-best-friend Dakota sat with the Populars, laughing like she'd been there all year. Seven days ago, that had been Maya's seat. "You goo...
Maya's senior year wasn't supposed to start with a dead goldfish and a missing ethernet cable, but here she was, staring at her fishbowl like it held the answers to the universe. B...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from her former best friend. Are you coming to Jordan's party? Ugh. The months of silence between them since the Incident still stung. Runnin...