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The storm outside Maya's window matched the chaos in her stomach. Tonight was Jason's party — her first real high school party — and she'd been psyching herself up for days. "You'...
Maya's thumb hovered over the post button on her iPhone. Another candid photo, another carefully curated moment of summer bliss. Her golden retriever, Buster, had photobombed half ...
Marcus adjusted his vintage trucker hat in the bathroom mirror, trying to look like he didn't care. But he totally cared. Freshman year at Northwood High was basically a pyramid sc...
The party was already jumping when I arrived. The pool flickered with underwater lights, bodies splashing everywhere. I clutched my iPhone like a lifeline, scrolling through feeds ...
Maya ducked behind the concession stand, clutching her phone like it was a lifeline. The homecoming after-party was loud, the bass thumping against her chest, but she needed air. B...
Marcus stood on the pitcher's mound, his heart racing faster than a fastball. Junior varsity baseball tryouts, and he'd already walked three batters. Coach Miller's clipboard was b...
Maya stared at the lunchroom's invisible pyramid scheme. Seniors at the apex, juniors clustered below, sophomores in the middle, freshmen scattered at the bottom like lost puzzle p...
Maya's hair had declared war on humidity. Again. She stood in front of her bathroom mirror, finger-combing yet another failed attempt at beach waves that looked more like electrocu...
My best friend since kindergarten, Jordan, convinced me that volunteering as the school mascot would be "a total vibe." Spoiler alert: it absolutely was not. "Dude, it's just a co...
Maya's hair was supposed to be the perfect copper highlights she'd spent two months' allowance on. Instead, she looked like a zombie pumpkin from one of those cheesy horror movies ...
I'd been **spy**ing on Jasmine's Instagram stories for three hours straight, my face glowing blue in the dark of my bedroom. She was at some party, looking perfect, while I was stu...
My hair was doing that thing where the humidity turned it into a frizz explosion, and of course this had to happen the night Jordan finally noticed me. We were crammed in his basem...