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Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically water plants with them. Standing before the carnival ring toss booth, she felt every pair of eyes from the sophomore class b...
Summer before sophomore year, my life was basically a dumpster fire. My parents decided to adopt this sphinx cat—literally hairless, wrinkly, looked like an alien had a baby with a...
Maya's palms were sweating so bad she could practically water plants with them. She stood outside Jayden's house, clutching a bag of spinach like it was a lifeline, which technical...
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...