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Maya clutched her frayed charging cable like a lifeline, phone dead in the pocket of her denim shorts. Sarah's pool party raged around her— splash fights, Spotify blaring, people s...
Maya stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the bucket hat she'd spent three weeks' allowance on. It was supposed to be her armor, her social lubricant, the thing that made her lo...
My goldfish lived for three years. Three years of staring at me through glass, mouth opening and closing like it had something important to say. Then my sister fed it bread crumbs,...
Maya's heart was already running a marathon before she even stepped onto the cement. This wasn't just any pool party—it was Jason's house, and half the sophomore class was there. S...
My palms were sweating so much I could barely grip my phone. First high school party, and I was already failing at looking chill. The pyramid of red cups on the kitchen counter see...
The locker room air smelled like chlorine and cheap body spray — the signature scent of my entire existence. I sat on the bench, staring at my iPhone screen. 237 likes on the photo...
Maya's brain felt like actual mush. Third consecutive all-nighter for AP Euro, and now she was straight-up zombie walking through the hallway. Her phone buzzed in her pocket—probab...
Alex's summer was a total flop. Stuck in his dad's cable van while everyone else lived their best lives at the beach, Alex had exactly one highlight: the view from the lift. Every...
Maya held her iPhone like a shield, thumb hovering over the screen, ready to fake an urgent text if things got too weird. The summer party was in full swing—kids from school she ba...
Fifteen-year-old Jordan stared into the bathroom mirror, scissors hovering over three inches of perfectly straightened hair. Their hands shook like they'd dropped three catches in ...
Marcus dragged himself through the employee gate at Splash World feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks of summer, and he was already cooked. His primo gig as a lifeguard s...
The Ethernet cable lay frayed across my cousin's porch like a dead snake, and I was panicking. "Dude, you said you had WiFi," I groaned at Marcus, who was failing to suppress a sm...