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The bear sitting on my chest had nothing to do with the actual wildlife and everything to do with Emma Mitchell laughing at something Tyler said across the bonfire. My palms were s...
Kai's algebra test was going to be a disaster unless he figured out how to stop staring at the back of Maya's head every time she wore her hair in that messy bun situation. Which w...
The screen lit up my face in the darkness — 2:47 AM. My iPhone, the one thing I actually cared about, buzzed with another notification. Party at Chloe's. Pool. Midnight. Everyone's...
Maya's cat, Mango, watched with judgment as Maya stuffed herself into the bikini that had seemed perfectly reasonable in the Target dressing room but now felt like a conspiracy. Th...
Marcus stood at the baseline, padel racket grip sweating through his palms, while Sam heckled from the sidelines with zero mercy. "Bro, that's not tennis, that's basically elderly...
Marcus's grandma refused to get streaming. Still had the cable package from 2007, complete with those chunky black boxes that blinked at 2 AM like they were judging his life choice...
My summer started with a shift at my parents' food truck, serving spinach and feta wraps to tourists who didn't tip. I was seventeen, broke, and convinced my life was basically ove...
Maya's summer transformation plan was supposed to be bulletproof. The vitamin regimen (gummies shaped like fruit, obviously), the spinach smoothies that tasted like liquid lawn, th...
The chlorine smell still clings to everything three hours after practice. That's your whole summer, really. Running from the house to the pool, swimming laps until your arms feel l...
The baseball field behind the school smelled like cut grass and teenage desperation. Marcus stood at home plate, sweat already pooling in his lower back, trying to look like he bel...
Maya's finger hovered over her iPhone screen, the blue light casting shadows across her face in the dark bedroom. Another notification. Another riddle wrapped in a sphinx-like myst...
Maya's iphone buzzed on her nightstand at 2:47 AM. Another notification from Jordan — the third one tonight. They'd been best friends since seventh grade, practically attached at t...