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My finger hovered over the unfriend button. Again. Marcus's profile stared back at me—that stupid picture of us at the lake last summer, both of us making ugly faces. Back when we ...
The pool party of the year. That's what Maya's Instagram story called it. And here I was, standing by the snack table in my oversized t-shirt, feeling like the world's most awkward...
The hat wasn't working. I pulled the brim lower, but my reflection in the sliding glass door still screamed panic. Underneath this tragic baseball cap, my hair was a crime scene —...
Maya's vintage fedora was supposed to be her armor. Junior year was hard enough without having to explain why she sat alone at lunch again. But when her neighbor's golden retriever...
Jordan's cat Barnaby knocked the iPhone off the desk at exactly 7:43 PM—the screen cracked, but not enough to hide the notification lighting up the glass. **Message from Sphinx:**...
Maya's **iPhone** had been her lifeline since seventh grade, but here she was, staring at zero bars while her dad droned on about "connecting with nature." Their annual camping tri...
The neighborhood pool party was literally the last place Maya wanted to be. But her best friend Chloe had dragged her there, promising 'bestie bonding time' and free snacks. Maya s...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sleek and perfect for Jake's party. Instead, the humidity had turned it into a frizzy halo she couldn't tame. She stood before the bathroom mirror fo...
Maya's mom stood in the doorway, vitamin bottle in hand like it was holy scripture. "You need these, mija. The boys on your baseball team? They're all taking supplements. You want ...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I hovered at the edge of Kylie's above-ground pool, clutching my towel like a lifeline. Everyone else was cannonballing and shrieking, while I stood t...
The cable snapped with a sound like a whip crack, sending my basketball crashing into the deep end. Three years of varsity swimming, and I still managed to get my mesh bag tangled ...
Maya had spent three years strategically climbing Northwood High's social pyramid, carefully curating her Instagram aesthetic and laughing at jokes that weren't funny. She'd finall...