The Sphinx at First Base
Maya's heart hammered like a baseball against a bat as she leaned against the chain-link fence, watching Lucas stretch near the dugout. Her best friend Kenzie elbowed her. "You're...
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Maya's heart hammered like a baseball against a bat as she leaned against the chain-link fence, watching Lucas stretch near the dugout. Her best friend Kenzie elbowed her. "You're...
Maya's iphone buzzed with the countdown—seven minutes until she'd be locked in the closet with him. Luke. The Luke who'd caught a line drive during last week's baseball game and ma...
Maya's hair was doing that thing again — that frizzy halo effect that made her look like she'd stuck a fork in an electrical socket. She'd spent forty-five minutes with the straigh...
The house party was already low-key awkward when I spotted the goldfish bowl in the corner. Maya was across the room, laughing at something Jordan said, her laugh all bright and ge...
The bass thumped through Maya's chest like a second heartbeat. First house party of sophomore year, and she already felt like a zombie – dead inside, just going through the motions...
Maya's iPhone was at 3% when she saw it. Her best friend since seventh grade—her ACTUAL best friend, not the 'we're following each other on everything' type—had posted a TikTok. A...
The pool glittered like someone had dumped a truckload of glitter into the water, which honestly wouldn't have surprised me. This was Tyler's house, after all. His dad's latest 'bu...
I stared into the bathroom mirror, and yeah, no exaggeration—a literal bear was staring back. Or at least that's what the frizzy disaster on top of my head looked like after that h...
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her denim shorts. This was it. The first party of freshman year, and she was standing on the edge of Jake Morrison's backyard pool like...
I stared at the lifeline cutting through my palm, tracing it with my thumb like I could somehow read my future. Maria had done that thing at lunch - the fake palm-reading bit she l...
Marcus started acting like a zombie three weeks into sophomore year. One day he's cracking jokes about Mr. Henderson's combover and making TikToks in the bathroom, next thing I kno...
The backyard pool party smelled like chlorine and cheap body spray. Maya hovered near the snack table, clutching a red solo cup like a lifeline. Someone had pushed her into the poo...