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The rumors about Fox spread faster than a spilled milkshake in the cafeteria. New kid, quiet eyes, the kind of person who could either be a total serial killer or the most interest...
I squeezed my eyes shut, nerves twisting my stomach like a pretzel. The bathroom mirror reflected a terrified version of myself—someone trying desperately to look confident. My mom...
The first time I saw her, she was crushing a backhand against the padel court's glass wall, her ponytail swinging like a metronome. I was supposed to be fixing the cable behind the...
The chlorine stung my nose as I leaned against the chain-link fence, watching Maya glide through the **pool** water like she was part liquid. She was the kind of effortless that ma...
The golden retriever puppy—Barnaby, because my little brother had zero creativity—was currently chewing on my limited edition Vans. I groaned and pried the shoe from his teeth, alr...
Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, chlorine stinging his nose, clutching his phone like a lifeline. The invite said "casual swim at Ty's house" but everyone looked like they'd s...
Maya stared at the clump of hair in her brush. Another one. "Great," she muttered, shoving the evidence under her sink where she kept all reminders of her stress-induced fallout. ...
The party was supposed to be legendary. Kai's older brother was out of town, which meant the beach house was ours for the night. I'd spent three hours getting ready, applying masca...
Maya's fingers hovered over the send button, her iPhone screen illuminating her darkened bedroom. The party was tonight—her first real high school party—and she'd spent forty minut...
Marcus's palms were sweating so bad he could practically water plants with them. fifteen years old and still losing his cool over the thought of talking to Maya. He stood outside h...
I felt like a zombie crawling through third period US History, coffee staining my teeth like a bad habit I couldn't quit. Finals week had turned everyone into the walking dead, eye...
Maya stood by the bonfire, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The lake house party was everything she'd dreaded—loud music, couples grinding, the smell of cheap beer and expensiv...