The Pyramid Scheme
Maya's hands were literally shaking as she stared at the pyramid of red Solo cups on the kitchen counter. Three levels. Seventeen cups total. This was either going to be the best i...
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Maya's hands were literally shaking as she stared at the pyramid of red Solo cups on the kitchen counter. Three levels. Seventeen cups total. This was either going to be the best i...
Maya's dad insisted on giving her a bear hug right in front of the entire freshman orientation, complete with him making actual growling sounds. She wanted the earth to swallow her...
Marcus adjusted the brim of his fedora, catching his reflection in the mall window. Not his usual vibe, but summer called for reinvention, right? Behind him, his little sister Maya...
Maya stood at the edge of Jessica's pool, clutching her phone like it was a lifeline. The Friday night party was everything she'd dreaded — cool kids, too-loud music, and the press...
Maya's baseball cap sat backwards on her head, orange hair spilling everywhere like she'd just rolled out of bed. Which she had. "You're playing center field?" Leo raised an eyebr...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, clutching her solo cup like it was a life raft. The graduation party was in full swing—people cannonballing, music thumping, laughter echoing ac...
Maya's first week at Northwood Academy felt like walking through a maze where everyone else had the map. The padel courts behind the gym were basically the social headquarters—wher...
Maya's iphone was her lifeline, even out here. Two bars, tops. The farm was supposed to be 'character-building,' according to her mom. Mostly it was just miserable. The drama bac...
Maya's hair wouldn't cooperate. Period. She'd spent forty-five minutes perfecting those beach waves, but now half her head looked like she'd stuck her finger in an electrical socke...
My cat, Luna, is the only one who actually gets me. She'll sit on my desk while I'm doomscrolling through Instagram, watching me with those judging yellow eyes like she knows I'm w...
Riley's bedroom had become command central for Operation: Figure Out Who I Even Am. The mission objective? Stop lying to everyone including the mirror. Current status: critical fai...
Maya's life felt like one giant performance. At school, she was basically a private investigator, constantly lowkey spying on everyone's Instagram stories to figure out who was han...