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I was operating on pure caffeine and desperation — full zombie mode, my eyeballs basically screaming for sleep. It was 2 AM and I'd spent the last three hours trying to convince my...
The pool party was already in full swing when Maya arrived, fashionably late but sweating nervously anyway. Her crush, Liam, was already there, signature backward **baseball** **ha...
Standing behind the concession counter, I felt like the lowest rung on the social pyramid at Crestview Pool. Even the lifeguards—who spent 90% of their time adjusting their sunglas...
Maya's hair was doing that thing it always did before a storm—frizzy and electric, like it could conduct actual lightning. She stood in the middle of the party, clutching her iPhon...
The coaxial cable dangled from my wall like a dead snake, its frayed end mocking me. No internet, no cable, just me and the Friday night silence. Again. My parents couldn't afford ...
The baseball cap sat on my dresser, crown creased exactly how Dad used to wear it before he moved out. Three months ago, Maya had given it to me after track practice, grinning like...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging his nose, while everyone else acted like this was just another Friday night. The backyard of Jessica's house pulsed with mus...
The summer between freshman and sophomore year hit different. I was dragging through July like a zombie — three hours of sleep from finals week, still recovering, working at the co...
Maya's Friday started with a cosmic energy reading of "don't leave your bed" and ended with her trending on the school's finsta for all the wrong reasons. It began with the spinac...
Maya smoothed her polo shirt for the third time, feeling like a total impostor among the country club crowd. She'd landed the summer lifeguard job through pure luck—her aunt knew s...
Maya stared at the cafeteria's social pyramid like it was a game of Jenga she'd never win. Seniors at the apex, looking down on everyone else like we were NPC background characters...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she was practically leaving puddles on her backpack straps. First day of summer as the new concession stand girl at Oak Creek Baseball Field, and...