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Maya stood in front of her AP History class, clutching her notecards like a lifeline. Her hands were literally shaking, and not in the aesthetic way TikTokers pretended was cute. T...
Maya's first week at Oakhurst Academy felt like walking through a minefield wearing clown shoes. Everyone here either spoke fluent Padel or had money falling out of their vintage d...
The Hawaiian resort pool party was absolute chaos. Tyler's older cousin Kai had dragged him along, and now Tyler was stuck awkwardly holding a papaya martina (virgin, thank you ver...
I slice through the water, arms mechanically following the rhythm drilled into me since age seven. Pull, breathe, kick. Coach Miller's voice echoes in my head: "You're district mat...
Maya Rodriguez stared at her cracked iPhone 11 screen while the group chat exploded. "Are you coming to Jake's party tonight?" someone typed. "Literally everyone's gonna be there."...
Maya's legs burned as she kept running, her playlist blasting something she'd definitely skip if she weren't too busy dying. Running away from problems didn't actually solve them —...
The padel court smelled like rubber and desperation. Which, honestly, was just how Maya felt about her entire summer. "You got this, May!" Liam called from the sidelines, his smil...
Leo's golden retriever, Buster, had already claimed the best spot under the cabana when Maya arrived at Jordan's pool party. The dog's tan fur practically glowed against the fake-t...
Maya stood at the edge of the padel court, gripping her racket like it might save her from drowning. The blue walls loomed around her—enclosed, like a cage, or maybe a world she di...
I was basically a zombie at the baseball game, which was pathetic considering I was actually supposed to be playing. Left field. The position they give you when they're hoping the ...
The party bass thumped through Maya's open bedroom door as I sat on her bed, scrolling through the endless stream of people I barely knew. My best friend since seventh grade kept g...
Maya's hair was supposed to be caramel highlights. Instead, she looked like a zebra that survived a chemical fire. Three days before freshman year, and she was already doomed. "Yo...