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The sun painted the sky orange as I leaned against the chain-link fence, watching Marcus stretch his calves like he'd been doing for the past three weeks of cross-country practice....
The summer had turned me into a total zombie. Three months of scrolling, sleeping, and existing on autopilot while my friends went to Europe or had actual lives. 'You coming or wh...
Maya's bedroom window became her surveillance station. For three nights, she'd been spying on the epic pool party unfolding across the street—her neighbor Leo's Instagram stories r...
Marcus stood in the dugout, his heart pounding like a bass line. Freshman year, and somehow he'd made the baseball team. The guys were cool — mostly — but Marcus felt like he was p...
Lena's summer job at the community pool was supposed to be chill—just her, the snack bar, and endless hours of scrolling through her phone while watching kids struggle through thei...
My cat Mochi was the only one who didn't treat me differently after the Incident. She'd just curl up on my chest and purr like nothing had changed, which was exactly what I needed ...
The purple hair was supposed to be a rebellion. Instead, it was a disaster. "You look like a grape exploded on your head," my brother Jesse snorted from the driver's seat. I pulle...
First day of freshman year and I'm already spiraling. My best **friend** Chloe abandoned me for the volleyball table, leaving me alone with my sad little bento box and the absolute...
Maya's orange swim cap felt like a neon sign screaming "NEW GIRL" at the regional meet. She'd moved to Oak Creek three months ago—after her mom's job transfer meant leaving everyth...
Maya felt like a zombie. The third week of junior year had turned her into something that walked through school hallways and sat through AP Chem, but barely registered as alive. He...
Maya had spent three years burying her secret under drugstore brown dye, but today she was finally ready. Her natural hair—the color that made her grandma whisper about foxes and f...
I spent the whole summer riding shotgun in my dad's van, hauling spools of coaxial cable to people's houses while my friends were at the beach posting aesthetic sunsets. "Tag along...