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Maya's iPhone screen lay shattered on her grandmother's tile floor, social life officially over before junior year even began. Three weeks visiting family in Mexico when all her fr...
I never thought I'd be wearing a giant bear costume while eating papaya on a Friday night, but here we are. The papaya was my mom's idea—something about expanding my culinary horiz...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, it emerged from the salon looking like a rejected highlighter pen had exploded on her head. Neon orange streaks. Absolut...
Maya took a breath. Why did she agree to this? She could be home, doomscrolling in air-conditioning. Instead, here she stood in a bikini she'd bought three sizes too small, clutchi...
Riley's third day at Northwood High and they already felt like they'd been there forever. Not in a good way. In that way where every hallway feels like a minefield and every conver...
Jordan adjusted their visor, sweat dripping down their neck like they were standing under a leaking faucet instead of on the padel court. "You got this, Jordan!" Alex's voice cut...
My palms were sweating through my flannel again. Same thing that happened every time Tyler walked past my locker. I'd spent twenty minutes perfecting my hair that morning—this inte...
Maya stood at the edge of Chloe's pool, clutching her **vitamin** water like it was some kind of emotional support animal. Her mom had shoved the bottle into her hand that morning ...
The social pyramid at Northwood High had stood since forever, and Maya had been stuck at its base since seventh grade. That was before the padel tournament changed everything. "Yo...
Jordan was officially the worst friend ever, and he had the text messages to prove it. "dude where r u???" he'd sent for the third time that night. His best friend since seventh g...
Maya's iphone was her fifth limb—glued to her palm like an external organ, pulsing with notifications like a second heartbeat. 472 unread messages. 12 stories to watch. 3 people wh...
The bathroom mirror showed exactly what I'd feared. My hair, supposed to be a subtle auburn highlight, had transformed into a traffic-cone orange disaster. Three hours before the p...