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Marcus was operating on approximately three hours of sleep and a prayer. The homecoming dance was in six hours, and he was currently sitting in the cafeteria, feeling like a total ...
Fresh haircut, fresh me. That's what I told myself staring in the mirror, fingers grazing the buzzed sides I'd spent twenty minutes perfecting. This was the summer before sophomore...
I showed up to Tyler's pool party looking like absolute烤—cheeks sunken, eyes doing that twitchy thing, moving like I'd personally died and come back as a mediocre reanimated corpse...
Maya's backwards baseball hat was basically her security blanket. Worn at just the right angle—slid low enough to hide half her forehead but not so low that she looked like she was...
Maya's hair was supposed to be perfect. That's what everyone expected — the girl with the cascading waves that never seemed to have a bad day. But today, her hair had decided to st...
Maya's mom had dropped the vitamin D supplement bomb that morning: "You need fresh air and sunlight, not just screen light." Which was how Maya found herself running up a mountain ...
Zoe adjusted her lifeguard whistle for the tenth time that morning. Official title: Pool Monitor. Actual title: The person who sits at the country club pool and makes sure no one r...
Jordan's phone buzzed with the eighth text in twenty minutes. You coming to Malia's or what? Everyone's gonna be there. Including Jason. She stared at herself in the mirror, adjus...
Maya's hair had declared mutiny. Again. Standing in front of the mirror before the first day of sophomore year, she groaned at the frizzy halo that defied every product she'd slath...
Maya's older sister Chloe had left a tub of papaya on the counter, which was weird because nobody in their house actually liked papaya. But Maya, being fourteen and desperate to pr...
Marcus's mom had done it again. Another "business opportunity" that was definitely not a pyramid scheme, according to the pyramid scheme itself. "It's about financial freedom, Mom...
I felt like a straight-up zombie at Tyler's pool party. Finals week had literally killed my soul, and I was running on three hours of sleep and an iced coffee I'd chugged at noon. ...