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The bear costume smelled like junior high despair and febreeze. I adjusted the giant foam head, trying to see through the mesh eye openings as the pep rally crowd roared. Somewhere...
The goldfish stared at me through its plastic bag prison like it knew I was about to make the worst decision of my sophomore year. "Dude, just buy it," Marcus said, leaning agains...
Maya's palms were sweating — again. She wiped them on her jeans, leaving dark streaks on the denim. This happened every time she got close to telling Kai how she felt. Three years ...
The whole thing started with Maya's pyramid scheme—except instead of selling makeup or knives, she was selling social capital at Tyler's party. "It's simple," she'd explained earli...
Maya smoothed her snapback, the brim hiding the panic in her eyes. This hat was her armor — without it, she felt naked. The house party raged behind her, bass thumping against the ...
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...