Papaya Moonrise
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating through her favorite thrifted hoodie as she stood in front of Kai's house, clutching a plastic container that suddenly felt like...
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Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating through her favorite thrifted hoodie as she stood in front of Kai's house, clutching a plastic container that suddenly felt like...
I wasn't supposed to be out here. Mom's voice echoed in my head: 'Sarah, you have that geometry test tomorrow.' But whatever. This was more important than some test. The pool hous...
Maya's fingers hovered over her iPhone screen, the familiar glow illuminating her nervous expression in the bathroom mirror. Outside, the noise of her cousin's quinceañera pulsed t...
Maya's disastrous transformation began with a TikTok trend and ended with her hiding in the girls' bathroom during third period. "It's called the wolf cut," her best friend Riley ...
Maya's first week at Northwood High was going about as smoothly as trying to eat soup with a fork. Which was basically what she was doing at lunch that Tuesday, her fourth day, whe...
Maya's palms were sweating through her gloves again. Not the cute, dainty kind of sweat. The full-on Niagara Falls of nervous perspiration. She adjusted her baseball cap for the fi...
I'm thirteen and the only person at Maya's birthday party NOT swimming. Everyone's in the pool — splashing, laughing, living their best lives — while I'm sitting on a lounge chair ...
Maya's thumb hovered over the follow button again. For the third time this week. She felt like such a creep, basically social media spying on Jordan from behind the safety of her l...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had a very specific structure. At the top: the varsity athletes. In the middle: the band kids and theater crowd. At the bottom: everyone else. ...
Marcus stood at the edge of Chloe's pool, clutching his vitamin D supplement like it was some kind of magical shield. His mom had insisted he take it daily, but right now it felt m...
The party was already lit when Maya arrived, clutching her iPhone like a lifeline. Her best friend Chloe had dragged her to Tyler's lake house bash, and already Maya's social batte...
The pool party looked like something out of a teen movie—kids laughing, music thumping, everyone sparkling with chlorine confidence. Meanwhile, I stood by the snack table, gripping...