The Sphinx's Palm
Marcus stood at the plate, baseball bat trembling in his hands. Coach Rivera called him Sphinx - always with that half-smile, like she knew something about him he didn't. The rest ...
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Marcus stood at the plate, baseball bat trembling in his hands. Coach Rivera called him Sphinx - always with that half-smile, like she knew something about him he didn't. The rest ...
The chlorine stung my nose as I stepped onto the pool deck, my too-small bikini feeling like a neon sign screaming "LOOK AT ME." It was Tyler's sweet sixteen, which apparently mean...
The chlorine hit me before I even saw the pool blue and glowing in Maya's backyard like something from a different life. My friend Santana was already in the deep end, her arms wid...
First day at Crestwood High and I'm already sweating through my favorite orange hoodie. Mom dropped me off at the rec center like she couldn't wait to escape my awkward goodbye spe...
I felt like a total spy at my own school, constantly observing but never actually participating. That's what happens when you're the quiet kid who sits in the back row, collecting ...
My palms were sweating so bad I could practically water plants with them. I gripped the detention slip so hard it started to dissolve. Three days before homecoming, and I was stuck...
My palms were literally sweating through my favorite black skinny jeans. Okay, not literally through—that's impossible. But my actual palms were slick enough that I kept wiping the...
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