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Maya's cat, Mochi, was the worst kind of co-conspirator. The calico had zero loyalty and a talent for showing up at the worst possible moments. "You're literally going to get us c...
The chlorine hit Maya's nose before she even stepped through the gate. Jenna's end-of-summer party. The one everyone would be talking about on Monday. The one Maya had been stress-...
Marcus stood at the edge of the lake, his baseball uniform clinging uncomfortably to his skin. His dad had been **running** him through drills since dawn – because 'college scouts ...
Maya felt like a total spy sometimes, lurking in the bathroom stall during third period, just listening to the popular girls talk about her. They'd never guess she was there, feet ...
Maya dragged herself into the cafeteria like a zombie—scratch that, worse than a zombie. At least zombies had a purpose. Brains. Maya just had AP Biology finals and zero sleep. Th...
Maya stood before her bathroom mirror, fingers tangled in hair that had decided to stage a full rebellion sometime between third period yesterday and this morning. The frizz was ep...
Maya stared at her reflection, scissors poised. The perfect beach waves she'd spent two hours creating for Jordan's party suddenly felt like armor she didn't want to wear anymore. ...
Maya's life was basically a compilation of embarrassing moments waiting to happen. Today's episode: the spinach incident. She'd been crushing on Liam—which the entire sophomore cl...
My camera roll tells the story of the night everything went sideways. It starts with me—fifteen, awkward, sweating through my favorite crop top—holding my iPhone like it might save...
I stared at the bathroom mirror, my reflection wearing someone else's hair. Bright, screaming orange. Like, traffic-cone-meets-sunset orange. Mom was gonna lose her entire mind. "...
The hat was everything. A vintage snapback Maya'd thrifted for three hours last Sunday, worn exactly tilted — not too much, not too little. The kind of piece that announced she und...
Maya's been living in oversized hoodies and that dad hat since seventh grade. It's her armor. Her "leave me alone" signal. But when Leo texts—you coming to Jordan's pool party?—she...