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The social pyramid at Westwood High worked like this: varsity athletes at the top, band kids somewhere in the middle, and everyone else fighting for the scraps below. Me? I was bas...
The hat was the problem. Specifically, it was a beat-up baseball cap that screamed "I don't belong here" louder than my own nervous laughter. I'd worn it since eighth grade, back w...
Chloe's iphone stared at her from the cafeteria table, its screen lighting up with every snap from the popular table across the room. The pyramid scheme of high school social dynam...
I was running late, again. My sneakers squeaked against the linoleum as I sprinted down the hallway, clutching my orange binder to my chest like it could somehow protect me from th...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her red solo cup like a shield. The Friday night lights from Jordan's house cast long shadows across the backyard, where half the juni...
The carnival goldfish — which Maya had named Neptune — swam lazily in its plastic bag, mocking her. "You're not gonna actually swim?" Jordan called from the pool edge, water dripp...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even saw the water. Miller's End-of-Summer Blowout, already in full swing. I stood there in my trunks that were slightly too tight, feeling like ...
Maya's third day at Tropical Smoothie Palace and she'd already managed to humiliate herself twice. First, she'd accidentally given a customer mango instead of papaya – apparently p...
The box said "Sunset Copper" on the label, but Maya knew the truth. It was fox orange. Her hair was officially the color of a fox's back, which felt like the most rebellious thing ...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her solo cup like it was a lifeline. The annual Anderson pool party. The social pyramid was on full display tonight: the popular crew ...
Maya's thumb hovered over the post button, her iPhone screen glowing in the darkness of her bedroom. The pool party pics from Saturday were fire—her in that cyan bikini, laughing w...
Maya stared at her reflection in horror. Her normally straight hair had decided to stage a rebellion overnight, exploding into a frizzy halo that made her look like she'd stuck a f...