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Marcus stood at the edge of the pool, clutching his phone like it was a lifeline. The group chat was blowing up—baseball practice had been moved to 4 PM, but here he was, at Jessic...
Maya gripped her orange soda can like it was a lifeline. The condensation slick against her palm, her heart doing backflips. Every single person from sophomore year seemed to be cr...
Maya stared at the sphinx-like mystery staring back from her bathroom mirror. Senior year was supposed to be her glow-up era, but instead she felt like she was solving an ancient r...
Maya shuffled into the backyard like a zombie, three hours of sleep pulling at her eyelids. The Summer Smash padel tournament had seemed like a brilliant idea when Jake's friends p...
Maya'shair wasn't supposed to be orange. It was supposed to be a subtle auburn, a "sophisticated fall vibe" according to the Instagram tutorial she'd followed. But standing in her ...
I looked like a straight-up zombie. Three consecutive nights of falling asleep while texting Leo will do that to you. My phone had slipped from my palm around 2 AM for the third ni...
Maya stared at her reflection, fingers trembling as they smoothed down her freshly curled **hair**. Three hours. That's how long she'd spent getting ready for Jordan's party. Her *...
The lightning flashed across Maya's bedroom window, illuminating the disaster on her desk. A plastic bag containing a single, bewildered goldfish sat next to her chemistry textbook...
Maya stared at her iphone screen, thumb hovering over Leo's text. *Want to hang?* Three simple words that had been sitting there for forty-seven minutes while she overthought every...
The pyramid became visible the first week of freshman year. You know the one — the social hierarchy that hits you like a dodgeball to the face. There's the apex: the varsity athlet...
Marcus adjusted the baseball cap pulled low over his dreadlocks, sixth period feeling like it lasted six years. The brim curved exactly like his older brother's—the one who'd left ...
Tyler never thought his summer would involve smashing papayas against a fence, but here he was, standing in Maya's backyard while her dad's vintage baseball trophy collection watch...