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Maya's iphone battery was at 4%—perfect metaphor for her soul. She lay on her bed, doom-scrolling through Mia's flawless beach pics, feeling like the walking dead. Three nights of...
The goldfish cracker crumbs on my jersey were probably the least of my problems. Standing at home plate during tryouts, I could feel everyone watching—especially Jordan, whose perf...
My hair looked like a frightened poodle. Again. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, blow dryer aimed at my bangs like a weapon, while my mom's voice floated up from downstairs...
The spinach sat limp and accusing in my Tupperware. Mom's latest health kick meant I was now the kid who brought salad to school, while everyone else had chips or those suspicious-...
Maya's track practice had been running late—again. Her legs felt like jelly, her lungs burned, and Coach Davis had definitely noticed her struggle to keep up with the varsity girls...
Maya stood at the edge of the neighborhood pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The end-of-semester pool party. The social event of the season. And she was fully clothed whil...
Maya sat at the bottom of the social pyramid—again. The sophomore bleachers might as well have been her assigned seat during baseball games, watching the popular kids dominate the ...
Maya's orange hair was supposed to be the thing that finally made her visible. Instead, she stood at the edge of Miller's Pond, clutching her iPhone 13 like it was a lifeline, watc...
Maya's first week at Crestwood High and she'd already been assigned three nicknames. The one that stuck? "Vitamin Girl" — all because her mom packed her those neon gummy multivitam...
Maya's golden retriever, Buster, nudged her hand with that wet-nose desperation that meant someone needed attention. Probably her, honestly. "I know, buddy," she whispered, scroll...
Harper stood at the edge of the **pool**, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The water shimmered invitation, but her stomach churned with nerves. This was *the* party—Lila's annu...
My summer was supposed to be about reinvention. New me, vibez only, absolutely zero awkward moments. That lasted approximately three hours. The country club pool party loomed like...