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Maya felt like every person in the cafeteria was secretly a spy trained to document her most humiliating moments. Okay, maybe that was dramatic, but ever since The Great Spinach In...
I was dying. Like, actual social death. Standing at the edge of the pool in my cousin's backyard, holding Nebula — my aunt's hairless sphinx cat like she was some kind of furry (we...
Kai stood at the edge of Jake's legendary pool party, clutching a red solo cup like it was a lifeline. He'd been **bearing** a secret all semester - he was the anonymous artist pai...
Maya's hair had always been her thing—wild, curly, this massive cloud she spent twenty minutes every morning taming. Until the day she decided to chop it all off into a buzz cut, b...
The metal **sphinx** statue by the community pool had been Maya's safe haven since middle school. Lichen-spotted wings, missing half its nose — it was perfect for cryptic late-nigh...
The cafeteria **pyramid** was real, and Maya was at the bottom. That's what it felt like, anyway — freshmen clustered near the trash cans, seniors occupying the circular booths lik...
Sam walked into school feeling like a total zombie—three hours of sleep because of that stupid physics lab that refused to work. Their brain was basically static at this point. Eve...
The goldfish had been living in my closet for three weeks. Steve from biology gave it to me as a "going away present" even though I wasn't going anywhere, and now I was stuck with ...
Maya stared at the neon **vitamin** supplements scattered across her bathroom counter like radioactive confetti. Her older brother swore they'd transform her from "basic benchwarme...
The baseball tryouts. The thing that had been haunting my nightmares since seventh grade. I stood at the plate, clutching the aluminum bat like my life depended on it, while Coach ...
The chlorine hit Maya's nostrils before she even stepped through the backyard gate. Jordan's end-of-summer pool party. The kind of thing normal people didn't overthink. "Maya! Fin...
Maya's palms were sweating as she clutched the papaya her mom made her bring to Jake's pool party. Like, who brings fruit to a high school rager? This was exactly why she felt like...