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Maya's life had become a series of escape routes. Running from her parents' divorce questions, running from Jordan's texts that made her stomach do weird backflips, running from th...
Leo's friends started calling him Fox last year because he supposedly charmed his way out of detention freshman year. The nickname stuck even though the truth was way less smooth—h...
Maya's iphone glowed at 2 AM, another night of stalking Kai's Instagram. She felt like a total spy, zooming in on the background of his stories, analyzing every caption for hidden ...
Maya's iPhone cracked against her locker door, but she didn't care. The screen still worked, still showed all the ways she wasn't enough compared to the filtered lives scrolling pa...
Maya's first mistake was letting Fiona talk her into joining the swim team. Her second mistake was falling for the new guy, Caleb, who sat behind her in AP Bio and smelled like chl...
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...