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Maya stared at herself in the bathroom mirror, hair dyed an unfortunate shade of neon orange after her DIY papaya hair mask experiment went terribly wrong. Her cousin's TikTok had ...
Maya felt like a total zombie as she dragged herself to the neighborhood pool party. End-of finals week would do that to you. Her older brother Jake had promised that crashing Tyle...
Marcus felt like a zombie after pulling three all-nighters in a row to finish his AP Euro project. His mom had been on his case about his sleep schedule, giving him that concerned ...
Maya's thumb hovered over the Instagram profile—her best friend's older brother, the one who'd graduated college and moved to Seattle. She wasn't a stalker, just... thorough. Her p...
Maya stood at the edge of the padel court, clutching her borrowed racquet like it was a weapon she didn't know how to use. The metal mesh walls curved around her, creating this cag...
Maya's phone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. Another group chat notification. The seniors' party. The one everyone said would be legendary. "You coming?" Jordan texted,...
Maya clutched her **iPhone** like it was a lifeline, thumb hovering over Jake's text that still sat unanswered after three hours. The freshman cafeteria was basically a social **py...
Maya felt like a **zombie** as she dragged herself through the front door of Jake's house party. Three hours of sleep, two exams, and approximately zero social battery would do tha...
The confession booth of North Valley High was technically the third-floor girls' bathroom, specifically the stall with the working lock. Maya pressed her back against the cold meta...
Maya pressed her phone against the window, watching the cable guy scale the telephone pole outside her bedroom. Summer of junior year, and she was officially obsessed. "You spying...
Maya's palms were sweating through her favorite black hoodie. Again. Standing outside Tyler's house, music thumping through the walls like a heartbeat, she almost bailed. Third tim...
Maya's mom came home with a bottle of neon orange gummy vitamins that promised "radiant energy" and "glowing skin." This was week three of Maya's Summer Reinvention Project, which ...