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The pool was illegal. That's what made it perfect.\n\nI hadn't talked to Maya since she got popular, since the girls with perfect hair and expensive sneakers claimed her. But tonig...
Marcus adjusted the brim of his baseball cap, trying to look casual as he leaned against the lockers. In reality, he was on a mission — his personal recon operation to understand w...
The papaya sat on the cafeteria table like a radioactive orange alien, and everyone was watching. "Dude, just eat it," Tyler said, grinning that grin that made my stomach do weird...
Maya Chen's iphone buzzed against her thigh during third period US History, but she ignored it. She knew what it was anyway—another group chat she wasn't part of, another inside jo...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset pink, but somehow it came out more like radioactive Pepto-Bismol. "It's fine," she lied to her reflection, tugging a strand that refused to ...
Chase felt like a literal zombie. Three weeks of captain's practices—two-a-days that started before dawn and ended when the streetlights flickered on—had left him hollowed out, swi...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could practically water plants with them. Senior Prom was three days away, and she didn't have a date. Again. "You've got a long life line,"...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset copper. Instead, it came out neon orange—like, traffic cone orange. The kind of orange that screams "notice me" when you're trying to be invis...
Jamal adjusted his flat-brim hat, the Chicago Bulls logo facing forward like a shield. Tonight was the night — his first house party without parental supervision, and his crew was ...
Maya's backwards snapback was basically part of her face at this point. Like, she'd sleep in it, shower in it (okay, not really), but you get the vibe. It was her whole thing—her a...
Maya's hair refused to cooperate. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame the frizz, but humidity had other plans. The backyard pool glowed with underwater lights as teenager...
Maya pulled her baseball cap down low, trying to disappear into the bleachers. The homecoming game was in full swing below, but she was stuck on goldfish duty—literally. Her scienc...