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Maya's phone buzzed with the group chat notification. *Party at Jake's tonight. You coming?* She stared at the screen, thumb hovering over the keyboard. Senior year was supposed t...
Leo's beanie was technically his grandma's cable-knit masterpiece from 2009, which meant it was approximately as cool as carrying a flip phone. But he wore it anyway — mostly becau...
I felt like a zombie. Period. Three AP classes, swim practice until 6 PM, and my parents lecturing me about college applications every night at dinner—my brain was officially mush....
I was running — literally running, cross country practice, lungs burning, coach screaming something about endurance — when Jayden caught up to me, breathless. "Bro, you gotta get ...
The campfire crackled between me and Jordan, casting shadows that felt longer than the two years we'd been best friends. Jordan's iPhone glowed in her lap, her thumb scrolling endl...
Maya stood in front of her bedroom mirror, wearing her grandmother's vintage fox fur stole draped over her shoulders like a weird, fluffy crown. The party started in twenty minutes...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I stood at the edge of the pool, heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Everyone was watching. "You coming in or what?" Tyler called, d...
Maya's **hat** sat pulled low over her eyes, a black beanie despite the July heat. It was her armor against the eighth-grade social hierarchy happening around Jenna's pool. She clu...
The smoothie was supposed to be my masterpiece. Instead, it looked like something that crawled out of a swamp and died. "It's... vibrant," Liam said, eyeing the murky green concoc...
The third time the baseball hit my glove, my arm felt like it might detach and walk away. Summer tryouts were brutal, and Coach Martinez had us running drills until we all moved li...
Sixteen-year-old Maya gripped the coaxial cable like it was a lifeline, which honestly, it kind of was. The house party of Destiny Reynolds—the actual Oracle of Westwood High—raged...
Maya's heart hammered against her ribs as she stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The annual end-of-school pool party. The ultimate social battlefie...