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Working at my parents' fruit stand wasn't exactly how I pictured spending my summer before sophomore year, but here I was, arranging papayas like my life depended on it. The worst ...
My grandfather's fedora sat on my head like a declaration of independence. In a sea of crop tops and oversized hoodies, I was the weirdo in the hat. But nobody said anything anymor...
The cable guy found me hiding in the garage, my phone clutched like a guilty secret. "You're Marcus Wright, right? The baseball star?" I shrugged, not correcting him. My dad had ...
The chlorine stung my eyes, but honestly? Anything was better than sitting alone on the edge while everyone else pretended to be mermaids. I'd been dreading Julia's pool party all ...
Marcus dragged himself into third period English feeling like a straight-up **zombie**. Three hours of sleep would do that to you—especially when you'd spent the previous night ove...
Maya stood by the snack table, nursing her third Sprite and feeling like the world's biggest loser. Her best friend since kindergarten, Chloe, was across the room giggling with som...
The cable box had been dead for three days when Jax decided to start running. Again. "Bro, it's literally ninety degrees out," Maya said from her porch, not looking up from her ph...
I never thought I'd be the kid in the bear costume, yet here I was—stuffed inside what smelled like a middle school locker room, sweating through my orangeundertshirt while Miller ...
Liam's summer wasn't supposed to go down like this. He'd been spending way too much time this July spying on Maya's Instagram stories, watching her live her best pool-party life f...
Maya wasn't supposed to be at Jessica's party. Everyone knew Jessica and her crew were the type to post Snapchat stories with captions like "living my best life" while you sat at h...
I felt like a **zombie** dragging myself through the last week of school—brain fogged out, running on three hours of sleep and maybe two energy drinks. Summer couldn't come fast en...
Maya's hands shook as she opened her brown paper bag. The familiar smell of home hit her—sweet, tropical, completely out of place in this suburban Ohio cafeteria. Papaya. Again. ...