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Marcus stood at the base of the social pyramid at Northwood High, invisible as air. Then Jake noticed him. "Bro, you gotta join this. It's a total pyramid setup, but we're getting...
Maya stared at her reflection, practicing her 'cool girl' smile.Tonight was Jake's party—the social event of the freshman year—and she was NOT about to be the awkward wallflower ag...
Maya's hair was supposed to be sunset copper, like the Instagram tutorial promised. Instead, she'd woken up looking like a traffic cone. A very expensive, very orange traffic cone ...
The cafeteria was a battlefield, and I was armed with nothing but a navy beanie pulled low over my eyes and the desperate hope that if I couldn't see them judging me, they weren't ...
The chlorine stung my eyes, but that wasn't why they were watering. At the far end of the pool, Jordan—wearing sunglasses indoors, naturally—was holding court with half the junior ...
Maya's summer job sucked. Literally just crawling through attics and basements, running ethernet cables for her dad's company while her friends posted beach pics on Insta. She was ...
Maya's screen glowed at 2 AM — her third consecutive night of doom-scrolling through Instagram, watching everyone else live what looked like actual lives while hers felt like a beh...
Maya's palms were sweating so hard she might as well have been the one in the pool. Which was exactly the problem — she was NOT in the pool. She was hiding behind an orange inflata...
Maya stared at her reflection and wanted to cry. The haircut was supposed to be layers—instead, she looked like a hedge that had been attacked by a lawnmower. Her hair, previously ...
Jordan's striped polo stuck to his back as he stepped onto the **padel** court, regretting everything. His cousin Chloe had talked him into joining the country club's teen mixer, a...
Maya pressed her phone against her window, watching the party across the street like a total spy. Not, like, a creepy spy—more like a socially invisible one. She'd been crushing on...
Maya's new iPhone 15 felt heavy in her sweaty palm as she crouched behind the padded bench at the country club. Her dad had scored her a summer job working the snack bar near the p...