Poolside Riddles
The summer heatwave had turned me into a certified zombie. Three weeks of final exams and zero sleep would do that to you. I slumped against the pool gate, clutching my faded towel...
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The summer heatwave had turned me into a certified zombie. Three weeks of final exams and zero sleep would do that to you. I slumped against the pool gate, clutching my faded towel...
The humidity hit me like a wall when I stepped into Maya's backyard. I adjusted my baseball cap, trying to look chill even though my stomach was doing backflips. This was it – the ...
The first time Maya saw Caleb, he was climbing out of the school swimming pool like some sort of ocean god, water dripping from hair that caught the sunlight just right. She'd been...
The chlorine smell hit me before I even clocked in. Another summer at Pine Ridge Pool, another season of teaching privileged kids how not to drown while my phone sat in my locker, ...
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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...
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