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I never meant to become a spy. It just happened that way—one minute I'm eating lunch alone in the cafeteria, next minute I'm wedged behind the gymnasium dumpster, listening through...
Leo swallowed his vitamin C with a grimace—the chalky orange kind his mom swore would keep him from getting mono, as if that was his biggest problem. His biggest problem was actual...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she thought they might actually short-circuit. Which would be ironic, considering the sky outside the community center was currently putting on a...
Maya stared at her cracked iPhone screen, thumb hovering over Leo's story. He'd posted a picture of the sunset—the same sunset they'd watched together two weeks ago, before everyth...
Maya's life had become one giant social riddle she couldn't solve. Freshman year at Northwood High was supposed to be her glow-up era, but instead she was stuck in the background o...
Maya's headphones cable curled around her desk like a black snake, the only thing keeping her sane during lunch. The 15-year-old was technically sitting with her friend group, but ...
Maya's first real party. Her phone buzzed with texts from friends who bailed, and now she's stuck in a stranger's basement, nursing a papaya-infused punch that tastes like sunscree...
Jordan was practically sprinting away from his problems—literally. Cross-country practice was the only place where the constant buzzing in his brain finally shut up. Well, until Co...
The cable-knit sweater was supposed to be my armor. My grandma Nana Rose insisted that learning to knit would "build character," which I'm pretty sure is adult code for "keep this ...
The party's already giving ick when I spot the plastic bag floating in the kitchen sink. Inside, a single goldfish swims in tiny, panicked circles. My heart does this weird little...
Maya wiped sweat from her forehead as the third papaya of the morning exploded against her apron. The summer job at García's Tropical Fruits was supposed to be easy money for new c...
I was literally drowning in Algebra II when my phone buzzed. 'U up?' from Marcus. Obviously I wasn't up - it was 11 PM on a Tuesday and I'd been staring at quadratic equations unti...