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The social hierarchy at Northwood High operated like a pyramid scheme I never signed up for. At the apex sat the elite—varsity jackets, perfect teeth, and the kind of confidence th...
Maya's fingers trembled as she gripped her iPhone, the screen glowing with the unopened text from Jake. Three days of radio silence since their awkward almost-kiss at the park, and...
The party was already dead when Jordan dragged me into his room for a "emergency." My best friend had been ghosting me all week, and suddenly I was the problem solver. "Dude, my h...
Leo's cat, Midnight, judged him from the kitchen counter as he frantically blended his third spinach smoothie of the week. The green sludge looked like something that had already b...
I looked like a zombie. No joke—four hours of sleep will do that to you. Thank you, Fortnite, for ruining my life one Victory Royale at a time. "You good, Marcus?" Jordan asked, a...
The fluorescent lights of 4th period biology were doing their job — turning my brain into complete mush. I shuffled through the hallway, zombie mode fully engaged, barely registeri...
Maya's frizz was having a moment. A catastrophic moment. She'd spent forty-five minutes with the straightener, but the humidity had other plans. Her hair poofed around her face lik...
I hadn't slept in thirty hours thanks to that stupid history final, so basically I was a zombie. But Coach Reynolds didn't care about my sleep deprivation crisis—he'd finally bench...
Maya's stomach did nervous little flips as she stood outside Tyler's house. The bass from inside vibrated through the soles of her converse, and she genuinely considered just turni...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from Lila: *You coming to the lake or what?* Maya stared at the screen, thumb hovering, then shoved it in her pocket. The orange hoodie she'd ...
The bass from Marcus's speakers shook the entire house, but Maya was too busy RUNNING mental math to care. Seven solo cups of ORANGEtini between her and Jordan — her crush since se...
Maya's cat, a judgmental tabby named Pickles, stared at her from the bed as if she'd personally betrayed him. He knew something was up. "Dude, stop looking at me like that," she s...