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Maya's crush on Liam had survived entire semester of algebra together, but it might not survive Rafael's pool party. The invite said 'swim optional' but Maya's anxiety said 'social...
Maya stood in front of her mirror, running her hands over the bright orange beanie she'd bought with her birthday money. It was ridiculous. It was perfect. Freshman year started ...
Maya stood against the basement wall, red solo cup in hand, watching the ecosystem of Jefferson High's first big party of sophomore year unfold around her. She'd spent forty minute...
Maya's hair had always been her thing—long, curly, the kind that made people turn in hallways. But today, staring at herself in the bathroom mirror with choppy layers she'd cut her...
Maya adjusted the visor that made her look like a suburban mom at a Fourth of July barbecue and leaned against the concession stand counter. The community pool hummed with the chao...
Maya's fedora sat crooked on her head—crazy how a simple hat could make someone feel invisible. Her freshman year at Northwood High, she'd practically lived in it, using the brim a...
The vitamin C gummies clattered as I shoved them into my beach bag—Mom's latest attempt to boost my immune system before summer camp. "You'll thank me later," she'd said. Yeah, r...
Maya pressed her forehead against her locker, eyes narrowed like she was on a classified mission. Technically grabbing her chemistry textbook, really she was spying – three intense...
The heatwave turned everyone into zombies. Literally. By third period, Mr. Harrison's AP History class looked like a scene from The Walking Dead—heads on desks, groans echoing thro...
I spent the whole summer faking it at Lakeview. The membership cost Dad half his yearly salary, and I spent every afternoon drowning in the expectations that came with it. The club...
The first party of sophomore summer — and I was already sweating through my favorite vintage tee. Jordan's house was ridiculous, complete with an actual padel court in the backyard...
Maya stared at her cracked iPhone screen, the battery icon flashing red at 3%. It had been a whole hour since she last checked it, which was basically a personal record. The group ...