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Marcus stood at home plate, the baseball bat feeling like a foreign object in his hands. His dad had played college ball. His older brother was the varsity star. And Marcus? Marcus...
The universe has a terrible sense of timing. Really, it does. I'm standing at the deep end of Carter's pool party, clutching my iphone like a lifeline, when Jayden — the human equ...
The first house party I ever went to, I spent forty minutes hiding in a basement laundry room with a taxidermy **bull** head staring me down. Its glass eyes seemed to know I was tw...
Maya's phone buzzed with an incoming DM from someone unknown. Username: @the_spy_only_speaks. Message: 'I know what you did at the pool party.' Her stomach did that familiar flip ...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iphone screen, the glow illuminating her face in the dim bathroom of the Chandler house. Outside, the pool party raged with popular kids laughing, mus...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was supposed to be climbed carefully, one rung at a time. Maya, however, was about to face-plant from the top. "You've got spinach in your tee...
Maya pressed herself against the chain-link fence behind the high school pool, heart hammering. She wasn't exactly a spy, but she had been monitoring Jenna's group chat for three d...
The chlorine hit Maya's nose before she even saw the water. Taylor's End-of-Summer Pool Party. The Instagram stories had been flexing all week—cannonballs, aesthetic floats, Taylor...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The scene before her was basically a high school movie come to life—kids her age cannonballing into t...
Maya's hair had been a disaster since she'd attempted the DIY balayage tutorial she found on TikTok at 2 AM. Now it looked like a highlighter had exploded on her head, which was ex...
Maya stood alone in the cafeteria, clutching her tray like a lifeline. Sophomore year at Franklin High felt like navigating a minefield blindfolded. Across the room, the popular ki...
Maya's new pixie cut was supposed to be her summer reinvention. Freshly fifteen and tired of being invisible, she'd chopped off ten inches of hair in her bathroom mirror, hoping dr...