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Maya leaned against the gymnasium wall during homecoming, clutching her red plastic cup like it contained the secrets of the universe instead of lukewarm punch. The social pyramid ...
Maya had mastered the art of being invisible. Perched on the top bleacher, backpack strategically placed, she looked like just another freshman killing time after school. But reall...
Maya pressed her sweating palm against her bedroom window, watching the party lights flicker across the street. She wasn't invited, obviously. But being the self-appointed neighbor...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually dripping. She wiped them on her denim shorts for the third time, knowing it was pointless but doing it anyway because that's what you do ...
Every Sunday, my parents drag me to the Oak Creek Country Club, where I'm supposed to learn padel — this sport that's like tennis, but for people who think tennis is too mainstream...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The water shimmered with that artificial blue that screamed suburban summer, and everywhere she looked, peo...
Maya stood by the edge of the pool, clutching her red solo cup like it was a lifeline. This was supposed to be the party of the year, but she felt like she'd accidentally wandered ...
At 3 AM, Maya felt like a zombie. Not the cool, Netflix kind — the "I have a chemistry test tomorrow and my brain has officially left the chat" kind. She'd been spying on Leo's Ins...
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...