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I'd been **running** from my feelings all semester—literally. Cross country practice was the only time my brain wasn't replaying that lunch moment where spinach decided to live ren...
I showed up to Tyler's end-of-summer bash wearing my lucky baseball cap backward, thinking I looked chill. Turns out, nothing says "I'm trying too hard" quite like a freshman weari...
Maya's summer wasn't supposed to be spent trailing her uncle on cable repair calls, but here she was, seventeen and officially the most uncool person in the tri-state area. The che...
Maya stared at the bottle of emerald hair dye like it was a bomb. Three hours ago, Jake had posted that pic with perfect-haired Taylor from AP Bio, captioned "better together." Now...
Maya's hair had always been her security blanket—long, dark, and reliable, falling past her shoulders like a protective curtain she could duck behind whenever things got too real. ...
Maya's first day as a junior lifeguard should've been about the whistle and the chair, but instead it was about the hair she'd chopped off the night before—shoulder-length waves go...
Marcus adjusted his baseball cap for the hundredth time, sweat already gathering at the brim. Tryouts were in twenty minutes, and his stomach was doing that thing where it felt lik...
Maya stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, her normally frizzy **hair** now transformed into sleek box braids that took her mom five hours to complete. This was it—her f...
Marcus's first real shift at Purrfect Brew Café was supposed to be chill. Just serve lattes, ignore the cats sleeping everywhere, maybe actually talk to Skylar — the barista with t...
The ethernet cable lay coiled like a snake on my bedroom floor, thirty feet of potential freedom I'd begged my mom to buy for months. Finally getting my own room after the divorce ...
Maya stared at the box of **orange** hair dye on her bathroom counter, heart pounding. This was it—her rebellion against being the boring, predictable girl who always followed rule...
Maya smoothed her dad's old fedora for the forty-third time that night. The hat was supposed to make her look mysterious, artsy, like the girls who smoked behind the gym and had vi...