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Maya triple-checked her reflection in the sliding glass door. Her hair had morphed into something resembling a distressed octopus after two hours in the pool, but nobody else seeme...
My mom handed me the bottle of orange gummies. 'Your vitamin regimen, honey. Those boys won't know what hit them.' She said it like she'd just armed me with nuclear codes instead o...
The baseball field stretched out before me like a promise I wasn't sure I could keep. My iphone buzzed in my pocket - probably another text from Marcos about the party I wasn't goi...
Maya adjusted her bikini strap for the third time, hyper-aware that everyone at Jake's pool party seemed to know exactly what they were doing. The cool kids lounged on floaties lik...
The first time I saw Chloe, she was destroying everyone at the rec center's padel court. Her ponytail whipped around like she was in a shampoo commercial, and I stood there holding...
I wasn't a *spy*. I was just... observant. Which is totally different. Every day after school, I'd duck behind the massive *palm* tree near the rec center, watching Leo practice *...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could barely grip her phone. She was fifteen, standing at the edge of Chloe's above-ground pool, watching everyone else cannonball into the wa...
Standing at the padel net, my racquet felt like a foreign object in my sweaty hands. First day at Canyon Ridge Academy, and somehow I'd already been roped into the sophomore tourna...
The lightning flashed outside my window, illuminating the absolute disaster that was my life. I'd been spying on Marcus's social media for three months straight - not like, creepy ...
Maya stood at the baseline of the padel court, heart hammering like a trapped bird desperate to escape. Neon lights buzzed overhead, their artificial glow competing with the storm ...
Maya had always been invisible. That kind of blend-into-the-lockers, nobody-remembers-your-name invisible. But today, with her newly dyed copper-red **hair** falling in waves aroun...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even saw the water. My first pool party as a high schooler, and I was already regretting it. Everyone looked so comfortable in their skin, while ...