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Maya's first week at summer camp felt like she was perpetually two seconds behind everyone else's inside jokes. Meanwhile, her roommate Sasha had already appointed herself social d...
The country club smelled like money and chlorine. Fifteen-year-old Maya adjusted her baseball cap—backward, because that's how the cool kids wore it—and checked her iPhone for the ...
My palms were literally sweating as I stood by the pool party. Everyone looked so effortless, so chill. Meanwhile, I was clutching this papaya my mom insisted I bring because appar...
Maya stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection. The pool party was in twenty minutes, and she'd spent forty-five minutes already trying to tame her hair into...
The spinach incident happened during third period lunch, which meant I spent the next four hours walking around with a solid green blockade between my front teeth. Nobody told me. ...
Maya's phone buzzed on her nightstand at 11:47 PM—Jordan, again. "bro u have to see this," the text read. "my cousin's making 2k/month selling these skincare sets it's actually in...
Maya felt like a zombie. Not the cool, Netflix kind with perfect winged eyeliner and strategic survival plans, but the actual dead-inside variety that comes from four hours of slee...
The party was supposed to be lit, but honestly? I felt like a zombie scrolling through an endless feed of nothing. Maya's pool party had everything — blinding underwater LEDs, Spot...
My cat Tiger hates me since the divorce. He started peeing on my dad's laundry pile out of pure spite. Mom got custody of the goldfish — that one measly pet we managed to keep — bu...
The social pyramid at Lincoln High was real, and Maya was definitely in the basement level—right next to the leaky water pipes and forgotten gym uniforms. But this year would be di...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she stepped into Tyler's house. The cable from his gaming setup snaked across the floor like a neon blue viper — she almost tripped over it, which w...
The baseball field stretched out like a promise I couldn't keep. Freshman year, varsity tryouts, and me standing there with my heart doing cartwheels in my chest. Coach Miller blew...