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The night everything changed started with a pyramid of red Solo cups. Maya's older brother was having one of those legendary pool parties that everyone whispered about at school, a...
I've been feeling like a zombie since school started. That walking-dead state where your brain's foggy from three hours of sleep and your coffee's wearing off before first period e...
I'm halfway through running the ethernet cable up to my bedroom when my phone buzzes. It's Kai. "Dude, you gotta come over. Lena's gonna be there." I groan. Lena, who I've been l...
The papaya sat on the kitchen counter like an alien artifact — bright orange, speckled black, completely foreign to my usual snack rotation of Cheetos and gummy worms. But Lola had...
The backyard was already buzzing when Maya arrived at Jake's party, the bass thumping through the wooden fence like a second heartbeat. She'd spent forty-five minutes on her eyelin...
The summer I turned fifteen, I spent three weeks at my uncle's lake house thinking I'd die of boredom. Instead, I almost died of embarrassment. It started with the goldfish. I'd w...
Maya's first shift at The Green Grease was a total nightmare. The health inspector had just ghost-walked through the kitchen when she knocked over the industrial-sized container of...
The red plastic cup warmed against my palm, condensation slicking my fingers. Just water. I'd been nursing it for forty-five minutes because unlike everyone else at Maya's party, I...
Maya stared at her reflection, finger-combing her hair for the thousandth time. It was still a frizzy mess, defying every product she'd slapped on it. Her phone buzzed again—texts ...
My hair looked like a rat's nest—because apparently, straight hair and 80% humidity are mortal enemies. I'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame it before first period, and now ...
I've been **running** circles around the truth for three weeks. "Dude, you good?" Marcus asked, spinning his phone between his fingers. We sat outside the escape room place, waiti...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be lit, but honestly? I felt like a total zombie. Standing by the edge of the water in my oversized swim trunks, watching everyone e...