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The fourth period bell barely registered. My brain felt like it had been replaced with cotton candy — fluffy, pink, and completely useless. Welcome to zombie mode, the natural stat...
Maya's palms were sweating—like, actually sweating—while she stared at the bottle of neon orange gummy vitamins on her kitchen counter. Her mom had bought them because 'growing tee...
The cafeteria social pyramid was as real as gravity, and Maya had been orbiting its middle layers since seventh grade. Today, though, she found herself at the apex—literally—squeez...
I hadn't planned to become part of Jordan's pyramid scheme sophomore year, but somehow there I was, sitting cross-legged on his basement carpet while he explained how we'd all be d...
The bonfire crackled against the midnight sky, sending sparks spiraling upward like tiny fireflies. I sat cross-legged in the sand, nursing a warm orange soda that had gone flat ho...
Jordan's golden retriever, Buster, chose the exact moment of his first kiss attempt to unleash absolute chaos. One second, Maya's lips were approaching his in what Jordan had menta...
The pool deck at Jordan's house was basically a social pyramid, and I was somewhere near the bottom, clutching my iPhone like a lifeline. Jordan's parents were rich—like, second-ho...
Maya dragged herself to the neighborhood pool party feeling like a literal zombie. Three hours of sleep + TikTok doom-scrolling will do that to you. Her best friend Chloe had been ...
Maya felt like a zombie—a legit, brain-fried, walking-dead zombie. Third consecutive all-nighter to finish her Sphinx sculpture for the Spring Art Showcase, and she was running on ...
The heat wave had turned everything into shimmering asphalt and sweating sodas, but here in the shadow of the palm tree, everything felt different. "You're going to meet someone i...
Jordan stood by the snack table clutching a red solo cup like it was a lifeline. The summer pool party raged around them—splash fights blasting TikTok audio someone's little **dog*...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even pushed through the glass doors. Ridgeview Pool. Where every social hierarchy of tenth grade got reconstructed in swimwear and where I, Marcu...