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The dorm room went dark. Perfect. My iPhone battery had been hovering at 3% for approximately forever, and I was done doomscrolling through everyone's perfect spring break photos ...
Maya's iPhone buzzed for the third time in five minutes. She ignored it, face buried in her calculus textbook. The notifications kept coming though—snap after snap, everyone postin...
Maya's life had become a carefully curated pyramid of expectations. AP classes at the base, varsity soccer somewhere in the middle, and social media perfection at the top—where she...
Maya stood by the edge of Jessica's pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. The California sun blazed overhead, and **palm** trees swayed gently around the backyard, their shado...
Maya's older brother Jay had started a multi-level marketing company, which he insisted was NOT a pyramid scheme. It was definitely a pyramid scheme. I should know — I'm the one wh...
The ethernet cable lay tangled on my floor like a snake that gave up on life. I glared at it, willing it to fix itself, but apparently even my newly-discovered telepathy had limits...
Maya stared at the blender like it was a bomb. Inside: a handful of spinach (gross), half a papaya (weird slime fruit she'd never tried before), and some dusty vitamin her mom swor...
The vintage dad hat was everything. Well, almost everything. It was thrifted, slightly stained, and pulled down low enough that maybe—just maybe—nobody would notice the frizzy hair...
Starting middle school without any friends wasn't exactly how twelve-year-old Maya imagined her summer beginning. While her Instagram feed blew up with pool party invitations and b...
My mom's got this giant blue bottle of vitamin gummies on the kitchen counter, shaped like little bears. She swears they help me focus. I pop two every morning like they're actual ...
My hair was supposed to be sunset blonde. Instead, I looked like a traffic cone. "It'll wash out," Maya promised, though she wouldn't meet my eyes. We stood in her bathroom, the f...
Maya's summer plan was simple: reinvent herself before sophomore year. No more quiet girl in the back row. This summer, she'd be confident. Interesting. The kind of person who owne...