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Marcus felt like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks into freshman year, and he was already drowning. The lunchroom noise hit him like a physical wave — cliques laughing, drama unfol...
My iphone buzzed for the third time in two minutes. Another group chat blowing up about something that would be literally irrelevant by tomorrow. I was 15 and entirely exhausted by...
I'd been in zombie mode for three days straight—ever since Jordan ghosted me after our lab partner disaster. Sleep deprivation from marathon gaming sessions didn't help. My brain f...
Maya's cracked iPhone screen glowed in the darkness of her closet. 11:47 PM. The group chat was blowing up again. "r u coming to jake's party??" "everyone's gonna be there" "pls s...
The pool deck at Northwood High was basically a runway for the popular kids, and I was definitely walking it wrong. My neon-orange swim trunks were two sizes too big—I'd grown thre...
Maya stood in her bathroom at 2 AM, staring at the box of crimson dye. Her parents would freak—her hair had been boring brown forever, the same length, the same safe style. But ton...
The morning of the state fair, Maya stared at her reflection and wanted to scream. Her mom had butchered her bangs—crooked, jagged, barely above her eyebrows. She looked like a kin...
Leo's summer took a turn when the pizza place hired him. His parents were hyped—he'd finally stop 'rotting on his phone' and learn 'real responsibility.' Whatever that meant. The ...
The pool glittered like something out of a TikTok edit, all turquoise water and golden hour light. Maya gripped her orange soda can like it was a lifeline, her palms sweating. This...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his iPhone like a lifeline. The swim team tryouts poster had seemed like such a good idea yesterday when his best mate Tyler dared h...
Maya's thumbs hovered over her iPhone screen, caption half-written. #BestSummerEver felt so fake when she was literally hiding behind the snack table at Jake's pool party. She didn...
Jordan's sweaty palm pressed against the metal railing of the community pool's high platform. Fifteen feet down, water glittered like liquid diamonds. Below, half the sophomore cla...