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Maya's sixteenth birthday wasn't supposed to involve a plastic bag containing a dying goldfish, but here she was. "He's not gonna make it," Carlos said, nodding at the baggie she ...
Maya's iphone buzzed with another group chat notification—her so-called friends making plans without her again. She tossed it onto her bed, where it landed next to her dad's old ca...
Marcus stood on the mound, sweat dripping down his temple. The entire baseball stadium held its breath. Bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, two outs. His teammates expected him to b...
The carnival air smelled like cotton candy desperation and sunscreen. Me and Kai had been best friends since seventh grade, back when he'd accidentally spilled chocolate milk on my...
The iPhone notification glowed in my hand: *POOL PARTY @ TAYLOR'S. DONT BE AWKWARD.* Thanks, Maya. Really helpful. I'd been crushing on Taylor for, like, ever. My hair? A disaster...
Maya's palms were sweating again. Great. Just what she needed before tryouts. "You're overthinking it," said Javi, leaning against the gym doors with his signature backwards cap. ...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was simple: varsity athletes at the top, band kids in the middle, and everyone else scrambling for the remaining scraps. I existed comfortably ...
Maya's plan for the perfect summer crashed harder than her physics final. Instead of lounging by the neighborhood pool with her friends, she was stuck working at her uncle's "direc...
Maya's iPhone buzzed constantly in her bag—group chat explosions about Jake's party, TikTok notifications, Instagram stories everyone expected her to reply to. But she couldn't foc...
Maya's **dog** Buster had decided her lucky **baseball** cap was his new chew toy. Great. Just what she needed before tryouts. "Buster, no!" She snatched the remaining fabric from...
The hat was supposed to be my armor. A vintage snapback pulled low enough to hide my eyes, my nervousness, the fact that I'd spent forty-five minutes psyching myself up just to wal...
Maya stood at the edge of the infinity pool, clutching her towel like a security blanket. The water sparkled like liquid diamonds, but her stomach churned with the kind of anxiety ...