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The first day of sophomore year, I learned that our high school had a pyramid. Not the ancient stone kind in Egypt—we're talking social hierarchy, reimagined by the swim team. At ...
The Saturday baseball game stretched into its seventh inning, and I was basically a zombie at this point. Three hours of sleep thanks to that history paper'll do that to you. My be...
Marcus's palms were sweating. Again. Like, actual dripping-down-his-fingers sweating, which was exactly why he'd spent the last two weeks strategically avoiding handshakes, high-fi...
The backyard glowed with string lights and chlorine dreams. I adjusted my goggles—okay, not my goggles, my metaphorical goggles. Because I wasn't here to swim. I was here to spy. ...
The papaya sat on my plate like some alien artifact — bright orange, speckled seeds looking back at me. I'd come to summer camp to prove I wasn't some sheltered kid from the suburb...
The cafeteria social pyramid at Northwood High was as rigid as it was brutal. At the top sat the varsity jacket crew, then descended the AP kids, the theater weirdos, and finally, ...
The polyester bear suit smelled like three years of other people's sweat, which was exactly what my life had come to. Being the school mascot wasn't exactly the social climbing str...
Maya's palms were sweating before she even stepped onto the padel court. The popular kids had been playing since seventh grade, their inside jokes and coordinated outfits forming a...
Marcus adjusted his cheap sunglasses, feeling like the world's worst undercover agent. For three hours, he'd been conducting surveillance on Jessica Martinez from behind the conces...
The water in Tyler's backyard pool shimmered like something out of a music video, which made sense because Tyler's entire existence was basically a curated Instagram feed. I stood ...
Mia's lungs burned like fire as her Nikes pounded against the pavement, the rhythmic thud matching her racing heart. Cross-country practice had ended twenty minutes ago, but she ke...
The goldfish had been dead for three days, but Maya still hadn't told her little brother Leo. Instead, she'd replaced it with an almost identical one from the pet store, a deceptio...