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My first day at Lakeview Summit, I learned three things fast: one, my parents had spent way too much money; two, I was terrible at padel; and three, the social hierarchy here was a...
The chlorine stung my nose before I even stepped through the gate. Another Saturday, another pool party where I'd spend two hours holding my phone like a shield against actual conv...
Maya pressed her forehead against the cool glass of her bedroom window, iPhone clutched in her hand like a weapon. Below, the new neighbors were playing padel on their private cour...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his iPhone like a lifeline. The screen reflected his nervous expression—three bars of signal, zero confidence. "You coming in or wh...
Chloe slumped in the bleachers, papaya juice staining her favorite thrifted tee. Another Friday night, another minor league baseball game her dad insisted would be "character build...
Maya's thumb hovered over her cracked iPhone screen, the group chat blowing up with plans for Jake's party. Everyone was going. Everyone except her, apparently. "You coming?" the ...
Maya felt like a zombie, but not the cool apocalypse kind. The junior high kind—where you've had three hours of sleep and your first period history teacher is droning on about anci...
Maya's first shift at The Coral Room lasted exactly forty-seven minutes before she spilled a pitcher of sparkling water on a customer's orange Birkenstocks. The shoes—obviously exp...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, caught in that paralysis between seventeen notifications and zero courage. The group chat was blowing up—Emma's party was in two hours ...
Maya's phone buzzed with Jenna's text: "party at Kyle's tonight. u coming?" She stared at the screen, thumb hovering. The social pyramid at Northwood High had clear levels, and Kyl...
The summer before sophomore year, I existed in a vitamin-induced fog. My mom, convinced that my lack of social life stemmed from nutritional deficiencies, had me on a regimen of su...
Chloe's mom had started leaving those gummy **vitamin** packs on the counter like they were some kind of teen girl magic. Like swallowing a neon-orange bears would fix everything—t...