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Maya stood at the edge of the community **pool**, her whistle hanging heavy around her neck. It was her first summer job, and she'd spent the morning mentally rehearsing her author...
The text bubble on my screen kept glowing brighter: 'Pool party @ Maya's — bring a swimsuit and a plus one!' I'd been waiting for this invitation since seventh grade, and now it wa...
Maya's thumb hovered over the follow button for the third time today. Her iPhone screen glowed in her dark room, 11:47 PM burning bright in the corner. She'd been basically cyber...
I stared at the orange hair dye dripping onto the bathroom sink, my hands shaking. Mom would kill me if she saw this mess, but that was kind of the point, wasn't it? Sixteen years ...
I never meant to be a spy. But when you're fifteen and sitting alone on the bleachers while your crush destroys everyone at padel, you kind of become one by default. Jake's serve ...
Sixteen-year-old Maya Chen stood in front of the mirror, smoothing her oversized hoodie for the third time. The invite had come via group text at 11:47 PM—casual, spontaneous, and ...
My goldfish was the only one who understood me. His name was Ziggy, and he'd survived three weeks in my care despite my mom's prediction that he'd last three days. We were both jus...
Maya stared at the coaxial cable dangling from her bedroom wall like a dead snake. Her parents had finally cut the cord—literally—after she'd spent freshman year doom-scrolling thr...
Maya had mastered the art of the cafeteria spy mission. Sitting two tables away from the popular crowd, she appeared deeply absorbed in her phone—actually just scrolling through ph...
Mark's bedroom window faced Jake's across the driveway — a twelve-foot gap that felt wider every day. Jake was varsity baseball now, his weekends filled with tournaments and partie...
Maya adjusted the brim of her oversized beanie, pulling it lower until it practically swallowed her eyebrows. It was her shield, her armor, her personal Do Not Disturb sign in huma...
Maya pressed herself against the library wall, heart racing like she'd just run laps instead of literally just standing there. From this angle, she could see Alex at their usual ta...