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The papaya sat on the kitchen counter like a grenade, fluorescent orange and impossibly ripe. Mom had bought it because some wellness influencer said it'd help with 'teen hormones,...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her towel like a shield. Sarah's end-of-summer bash was in full swing—literally, with Jake Morrison doing cannonballs that sent waves ...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers tangled in the knots of her curly hair. It had taken three hours to straighten it for Jordan's party, and she still looked like she'd been el...
Marcus stood in front of his bathroom mirror, adjusting his snapback for the fifteenth time. The hat sat just right, covering the haircut his mom had messed up last weekend. Tonigh...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she walked toward the padel courts at Oak Creek Country Club. Her mom's new boyfriend had gotten them a summer membership, which meant Maya was now ...
Maya's fingers trembled as she hit record on her iPhone, the camera lens reflecting her wide eyes. This was it—her chance to finally go viral on TikTok. She'd practiced the "Bear M...
The last thing Maya wanted to do was spend her Saturday at the community pool, but her best friend Chloe practically dragged her there. "It's the party of the year," Chloe insisted...
Maya pulled her beanie down lower, covering the dark circles that had basically become permanent residents under her eyes. Four hours of sleep. Again. She was basically a **zombie*...
Maya felt like a total zombie as she dragged herself toward the Reynolds' pool party. Junior year finals had absolutely drained her, and all she wanted was to curl up with Netflix ...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had twenty-seven levels, and I occupied the basement. That's what my friend Santana called it anyway, as she flopped onto my bed and gestured v...
Maya's first week at Northwood High felt like walking through a minefield of awkward. She'd spent three days eating lunch in the library until her locker neighbor—this guy with mes...
Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, hair frizzing like she'd stuck a fork in an electrical outlet. The humidity at Jason's pool party was already destroying the t...