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Maya's hair was supposed to be platinum blonde. That was the plan anyway—a summer transformation before sophomore year, crafted from a Pinterest board and three YouTube tutorials. ...
Leo's palms were sweating through his baseball grip, which was honestly embarrassing considering he was just holding a bat, not even facing a pitch yet. Coach Miller was droning on...
Marcus's baseball uniform sat in his locker like a condemned prisoner. Third day in a row. Coach was gonna kill him, but honestly? Marcus was already dead inside. "You coming to p...
The neon orange gummy vitamin sat on my tongue like betrayal itself. "For your immune system," Mom had said that morning, as if my immune system was the reason I'd spent third peri...
I felt like a zombie walking through Hallway B, dead inside after three hours of AP Euro and the realization that my crush hadn't looked at me once in four days. My cat, Miso, woul...
Maya had been running from everything since she moved to Oak Ridge three months ago. Running from the whispers in the hallway, the way her teammates on the track team looked at her...
Bianca's iphone was basically a fifth limb at this point. Her whole identity was wrapped up in those perfect grids of photos, the likes, the comments, the carefully curated aesthet...
Maya stood at the edge of the padel court, her borrowed racquet feeling like a foreign object in her sweating palms. The new girl at school, she'd somehow gotten invited to Jordan'...
Maya's palms were practically dripping as she stood outside Tyler's house. The party of the year. The social event that would define her entire existence until Monday morning, prob...
Chloe's mom called her a fox when she sneaked out in her cutoffs and flannel, but honestly? She felt more like a fraud. The FFA dance was tonight, and she'd spent three hours curli...
Maya's phone buzzed with the text that changed everything: *HOUSE PARTY!!! No parents!!! Be there!!!* She'd been orbiting the edge of Quinn's friend group since September, watchin...
The pool party was supposed to be Chloe's chance to finally kiss Ethan. She'd spent three hours perfecting her eyeliner, five more deciding between the neon bikini or the one-piece...