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The social hierarchy at Camp Apex worked like a pyramid, with the varsity athletes at the top and everyone else crushed underneath. I'd spent two weeks trying to climb it, but ever...
Maya's iPhone burned against her palm, her sixth Insta story of the night documenting how not awkward she was at Tyler's party. Spoiler: she was fully awkward. The bass from the li...
Marcus stood at the edge of the **pool**, toes curled over the concrete lip. Chloe's end-of-summer bash raged behind him—spotify playlist thumping, people laughing, the smell of ch...
The summer before sophomore year, my parents dragged us to the Grand Palm Resort, where I spent most days hiding in our suite, doom-scrolling on my iPhone. Then I saw him — Lucas, ...
The iPhone buzzed in my back pocket for the third time, and I knew exactly who it was. Maya. Probably cancelling, or worse—bringing her friends. The ones who made me feel like I'd ...
Marcus's phone buzzed with another text from Jordan. u coming to tryouts??? He stared at the screen, thumb hovering. Two weeks into freshman year and he was already losing his best...
Maya's older cousin Jenna dragged her to the county fair, but Maya's phone buzzed with notifications from the group chat she'd been **spy**ing on all week. They were planning somet...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool, whistle dangling from her neck like a lifeline. Her first day as a lifeguard, and already her stomach was doing backflips. The older kids from t...
Marcus gripped the padel racket like it was a lifeline. His palms sweat through the grip. "Bro, you gotta hit it harder," Ty said, already the unofficial captain of their friend g...
The swim tryouts were happening, and Maya still hadn't mastered the butterfly stroke. She stood at the pool's edge, her legs trembling like she'd mainlined five Red Bulls. Which, h...
The baseball cap was supposed to be my disguise. A drooping brim pulled low, mysterious and cool — or at least that's what I told myself when I stole it from my brother's room. I w...
Maya's iphone lay on the pool deck, glowing with notifications she couldn't bring herself to check. The sophomore pool party raged around her—laughter, splashing, the bass of some ...