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Maya felt like a walking zombie as she stood in Jake's crowded basement. Her vintage Converse stuck to some spilled soda, and the bass from the speakers thumped against her ribs. T...
Marcus's first day as a country club cabana boy was supposed to be chill—just handing out towels and fetching drinks for rich kids who'd never worked a day in their lives. But some...
Cassie pretended not to notice Jeremy across the cafeteria, but her phone told a different story. Every lunch break, she found herself going full spy mode—scrolling through his Ins...
The air behind the school gym smelled like old tennis balls and anticipation. That's where the pool operated—not the kind with water, but the kind where you threw in five bucks and...
The buzz cut lasted exactly three days before I realized I looked like aparagus that had been left out too long. Mom's boyfriend meant well with the clippers, but "let's just clean...
Maya hovered at the edge of the pool party, phone battery at 4%, clutching her fraying charging cable like a lifeline. Across the yard, the popular kids dominated the padel court, ...
Maya stared at the giant furry **bear** head in her hands. She'd lost a bet to Jake, and now she had to wear the school mascot costume during the homecoming pep rally. Her social l...
Marcus's summer gig as a pool attendant wasn't exactly the lifestyle he'd promised his followers. His ig was basically just water filters and the occasional duck, and the only enga...
Maya yanked the brim of her baseball hat down, but it did nothing to block out Jordan's laugh echoing across the pool deck. Classic Jordan—holding court, perfect hair still somehow...
The invite to Jordan's pool party sat heavy in my pocket like a secret weapon. Jordan, whose Instagram basically documented every moment of existing at the top of Miller High's soc...
Maya stood frozen at the edge of the pool party, her new bobbed hair dripping from an accidental dunk earlier. She'd spent forty-five minutes curling it that morning, trying to loo...
Maya's summer plan was foolproof: work at her uncle's bodega, save up for the iPhone 15, and absolutely NOT think about how awkward eighth grade had been. But standing behind the c...