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Maya's house was the only one on the block that still had cable. Her dad refused to switch to streaming, said the internet was too unreliable. This was supposed to be embarrassing,...
Maya's thumb hovered over her iPhone screen, heart doing that familiar little flutter whenever his name appeared. *Wanna hang?* The text from Leo sat there like a challenge, a test...
Maya's palms were sweating through her grip on the padel racquet. This was stupid. She'd never played a racket sport in her life, and here she was, at the country club where Fox sp...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I surfaced, gasping for air. Another pool party at Jessica's house—another Saturday night trying to look like I belonged. I slicked my wet hair back, ...
I looked like a **zombie**. No, seriously—week three of sophomore year had me stumbling through the hallways with dark circles under my eyes that could rival any apocalypse survivo...
I felt like a zombie, shuffling onto the padel court at 7 AM on a Saturday. Coach Martinez had volunteered—or rather, volunteered me—for the youth tournament, and now here I was, r...
Maya's palms were sweating so badly she could practically fill a **baseball** cap with the moisture. Being a freshman at this party felt like standing at the bottom of the high sch...
The cafeteria at Northwood High operated like a pyramid scheme nobody had signed up for. At the apex sat the varsity jacket crew, laughing too loud at their own jokes. In the middl...
Maya's palms were sweating—literally. She wiped them on her jeans for the third time since stepping into Jessica's basement. The air smelled like cheap body spray and desperation. ...
My hair had decided to stage a full rebellion against humidity, frizzing out in eight different directions despite the three products I'd attacked it with earlier. I stood by the...
My palms were sweating so bad I could barely hold my phone. 📱 The group chat was blowing up - Sofia's beach bonfire party was tonight and everyone was going. Including Jake. 'You'...
Maya clutched her iphone so hard her knuckles turned white. The screen was cracked—a spiderweb fracture from when she dropped it last week after getting that text from him. Standin...