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Maya's phone buzzed with the seventh text from Jordan: *pool party @ Sarah's, u coming?* She stood before her mirror, fingertips tracing the constellation of freckles across her n...
The invitation sat on my phone screen like a dare: POOL PARTY @ JORDAN'S — SATURDAY 3 PM. I'd been in my room all summer, working on "Project New Maya." Running every morning at ...
The rumor about Tyler hooking up with Jessica at homecoming? Total **bull**. Everyone knew it, but nobody said it, because Tyler was basically king of Northwood High and his fan cl...
The vitamin D gummies clinked in my pocket as I slid through the gate of the Maplewood Pool. Another summer of bleach and boredom stretched before me—until I saw them. Three girls...
Maya crouched behind the concession stand, feeling like the world's worst spy. Her neon yellow hat—pulled low to cover her face—was basically a spotlight saying LOOK AT ME, I'M HID...
The countdown started. Three, two, one—splash zone. Maya stood at the edge of the pool party from hell, clutching her phone like it could somehow teleport her back to the safety of...
I stood frozen in the tropical fruit aisle, clutching a papaya like it was a bomb. My palms were sweating. This was it — the moment I'd finally get Leo's attention, or completely e...
I felt like a **zombie** wandering through Jordan's house party, my social battery drained before midnight. Everyone was clustered in the kitchen doing some ridiculous **pyramid** ...
Maya's palms sweat against the padel racket handle. Tryouts for the varsity team. Everyone watching. Her older brother—the team captain, the one who'd been **bear**-hugging her sin...
Maya stared at the text from Jake: 'wanna hit the padel courts after school?' Her thumbs hovered over the screen, heart doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when his name...
Maya felt like a literal goldfish at her new school—swimming in the same circles, invisible behind glass, mouth opening and closing with nothing coming out. Three months in, and sh...
Maya stood at the edge of the community pool, clutching her phone like it might save her from drowning in social awkwardness. Three weeks into summer and everything had changed. He...