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Maya's gaming setup was a shrine to frustration. Three monitors, RGB everything, and the trashiest cable management known to humankind. Her dad called it a fire hazard. She called ...
Maya was late. Again. She hated the way her chest burned when she was running, how her backpack thumped against her spine with each stride like an accusatory drum. The bell would r...
My summer started with a confrontation: Mom stood in the kitchen doorway, brandishing the **vitamin** bottle like a weapon. "Jordan, you're not leaving this house until you take th...
I started running because everything else felt like it was closing in. Mom's new vitamin regimen—her attempt to fix whatever she thought was broken about me—sat on the kitchen coun...
Marcus stood at the edge of the diving board, clutching his phone like a lifeline. The summer pool party raged below him—kids doing cannonballs, music bumping, someone's dog barkin...
Jordan's dad's ranch wasn't exactly TikTok famous, but his friends had been begging to come over since they found out he had actual horses. When he finally invited Maya, Kai, and S...
The social pyramid at Northwood High tilted dangerously this morning, and I was somewhere in the basement—crushed under the weight of varsity jackets and SAT prep crews. "You tryi...
The orange cat showed up three days after my parents announced their divorce. He was mangy, missing half an ear, and looked like he'd seen better decades, let alone better days. I ...
Maya pressed the **spy**glasses against her bedroom window, heart racing as she watched the new kid across the street. His name was Leo, and somehow in three days he'd already beco...
Maya's snapback was pulled low, hiding the disaster zone that was her eyebrows. She'd gone overboard with the tweezers last night, panic-plucking because Jason might actually notic...
Maya's been wearing the same black baseball cap for three years. It's her armor, her "don't talk to me" sign, her everything. Sophomore year at Northwood High, and she's perfected ...
Maya stared at her reflection, wondering if she'd ever feel comfortable in a swimsuit. The invitation to Jake's **pool** party had been sitting on her phone for three days, mocking...