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Maya's locker slam echoed down the sophomore hall like a gunshot. Too dramatic, maybe, but everything felt dramatic lately. Especially since her ex-best friend had decided the scho...
My summer was supposed to be lit. Pool parties, TikTok fame, finally getting noticed by Jake from chemistry. Instead? I'm stuck at my grandma's house in the middle of nowhere becau...
Maya's iPhone screen glowed in the darkened café window, displaying Connor's last text: *u up?* That was it. Two words, endless possibilities. She'd been staring at it for twenty m...
Maya's breath came in ragged gasps, her neon orange Nikes slapping against the track. Again. Coach Miller's voice cut through her haze: "Faster, Chavez! You've got state qualifiers...
Maya's phone buzzed with another group chat blow-up. Someone had posted a photo from Jake's party—the one she wasn't invited to, even though half her math class was there. She toss...
The pyramid of red Solo cups towered over the kitchen island at Jake's end-of-summer blowout, each level wobbling like my confidence. I'd spent three weeks **running** track drills...
Chloe tugged the brim of her bucket hat lower, trying to disappear. The pool party was everyone's Instagram story come to life—sun, music, floaties shaped like pizza slices and fla...
Jake's plan to scale the social pyramid at Northwood High had exactly three steps, and he'd already failed step one twice. The pyramid—those terrifying tiered tables in the cafeter...
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her phone case. First high school party, and she was already five minutes in wanting to yeet herself back home. The music thumped again...
My first week at Northwood High and I was already vibrating with that specific type of anxiety that makes your palms sweat and your stomach do backflips. I'd managed to score an in...
Maya adjusted her beanie for the fiftieth time, pulling it down to cover the edges of her newly chopped hair. The pixie cut had seemed like such a good idea yesterday—bold, empower...
Fox—that's what everyone called Maya, thanks to her copper hair and the way she could slip out of any situation, tightrope-walking through sophomore year without getting caught in ...