Saltwater & Papaya Dreams
Maya's palms were literally sweating through her grip on the red solo cup. Bonfire night at the beach—the most hyped party of sophomore year—and she was vibrating with that specifi...
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Maya's palms were literally sweating through her grip on the red solo cup. Bonfire night at the beach—the most hyped party of sophomore year—and she was vibrating with that specifi...
Maya's hair had always been her safety blanket — a curtain she could hide behind whenever things got too real. But tonight, with senior year starting in three days and everyone pos...
Maya's baseball cap sat pulled low, the brim hiding everything above her eyebrows. Two weeks of post-chemo fuzz had finally abandoned her head, leaving her bald as a newborn. Fourt...
The humidity hit me like a wall as I stepped onto Jenna's patio. Her parents were hosting their annual 'exotic fruit tasting party' which was basically just an excuse for all the s...
Maya's spikes dug into the rubber track as the announcer's voice echoed across the stadium. She wasn't just running the 1600-meter final at Regionals — she was running from everyth...
The pool party at Ryder's house was exactly the kind of social disaster scenario that made my skin feel like it was three sizes too small. Ryder's nickname was Bull for a reason – ...
Liam's summer wasn't supposed to go like this. He was supposed to be working at the skate park, not stuck at his aunt's ranch in the middle of nowhere, Texas. But here he was, sixt...
The cable guy was supposed to come between noon and three. It was 4:47 PM, and I was currently perched on the edge of my best friend Chloe's rooftop, feeling like the world's worst...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating—gross, clammy, the kind that makes you wipe your hands on your jeans five times and still feel like you've got secret slime leak...
Maya stared at the box of neon hair dye like it held the secrets to her entire existence. This was it. The thing that would finally make people notice her at Northwood High, the th...
Marcus stood at the edge of Jordan's pool, clutching his phone like it could save him from social extinction. The summer bash was in full swing—literally, since everyone except him...
Maya's mom had practically gasped when she saw the hair dye. "You're going to the regional tournament looking like THAT?" But the blue streaks framing Maya's face felt right. They ...