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Maya walked through school corridors like a zombie—three hours of sleep, AP History test at 7 AM, and her Instagram feed showing everyone else living their best lives while she fel...
The first thing I learned at summer padel camp: don't wear your favorite sneakers when you're already terrible at sports. The second thing: everyone else seems to have been born wi...
The party was already mid when Maya arrived, fashionably late but internally screaming. Ryan's house thumped with bass that vibrated in her chest, and she immediately regretted wea...
The humidity in Maui was already doing terrible things to my hair, but that wasn't even the problem anymore. "Dude, you literally look like a different person," Jay said from behi...
Maya's **hat** kept sliding down over her eyes, which was honestly fine by her. Anything to avoid making eye contact with Jordan from third period history. She was currently hiding...
The cafeteria social pyramid stood before me like a monument I'd never be allowed to enter. Top tier: varsity jackets and perfect skin. Middle: band kids, theater weirdos, people w...
Marcus stood at the edge of the community pool, clutching his beat-up denim hat like a shield. The annual July 4th party hummed with teenage energy—music thumping, laughter bouncin...
The chlorine stung my nose as I hovered at the edge of the pool, gripping my snapback like a lifeline. Everyone else was already in the water, laughing and splashing like this was ...
Maya's summer job at the community pool concession stand was supposed to be easy. Make smoothies, collect tips, maybe work on her tan during slow shifts. Instead, she'd spent three...
The summer heat radiated off the concrete deck as Maya clutched her orange soda like a lifeline. She'd spent three weeks mentally prepping for this pool party—Jake's annual end-of-...
The pool party was everything Maya dreaded. Chlorine smell, too much skin, everyone acting like they hadn't spent all year ignoring each other in the hallways. She stood by the fen...
Marcus pulled his dad's vintage fedora lower, trying to disappear into the kitchen wall at Taylor's pool party. The music thumped like his heart—too fast, too much. "Yo, Marcus! ...