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Mia's orange hair frizzed in the humidity as she stood at the edge of the community pool, clutching her papaya smoothie like a lifeline. It was the summer before sophomore year, an...
I stared at the bathroom mirror, ready to cry. My hair—previously waist-length waves I'd spent two years growing out—was now choppy, uneven layers that ended somewhere above my sho...
The orange polo shirt felt like a second skin—like, a really horrible, neon-orange second skin that practically screamed "I work here." Marcus tugged at the collar while the papaya...
Maya's summer job at her dad's fruit stand was supposed to be chill — just selling oranges and papayas while scrolling TikTok. But that was before she noticed the guy in the black ...
Maya's blue hair felt like a neon sign screaming 'look at me' as she stood against the wall at Tyler's house party. She'd spent two hours perfecting the messy waves that were suppo...
Maya's hair was the first thing to go. The chemically treated blonde curls that her mom said made her look "wholesome" now lay in clumps on the bathroom floor. She stared at her re...
I stood at the edge of the POOL, clutching my phone like a lifeline. My CAT, Mochi, was probably asleep on my bed right now, living her best life while I was dying inside. "Come o...
I leaned against the basement wall, orange soda in hand, feeling like the world's worst undercover agent. Jordan had invited me to Sarah's party—my first real high school party—and...
I drag myself to the breakfast table, feeling like absolute death. My mom slides the orange bottle across the counter like she's serving me a prison sentence. "Your **vitamin** reg...
Maya stared at the Vitamin D bottle on her bathroom counter like it held the answers to the universe. She'd been taking them every morning for weeks, ever since her dermatologist s...
Maya's phone buzzed with another text from Chloe. the friend who'd been ghosting her since homecoming. "U coming to Jake's party??" Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom m...
I felt like a total spy, crouched behind the gym bleachers with my phone zoomed in on Tyler's locker. Sixth period lunch, and I'm the creeper watching him high-five his friends lik...