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Maya's fingers smelled like papaya for the third straight day. "Welcome to Fresh Mart," her nametag read, but her brain was still back at school, replaying the lunchroom disaster w...
Leo stood at the edge of the patio, his prized vintage snapback pulled low over his eyes. This was it—the first pool party of junior year, and he was already regretting coming. "L...
Maya's new plan to reinvent herself at Northwood High lasted exactly forty-seven minutes. The baseball cap pulled low over her curly hair was supposed to be her disguise — armor a...
The orange Gatorade splashed against my throat, cool and electric, as I bent over gasping. Third day of cross country tryouts and my lungs felt like they'd been scrubbed with steel...
Maya's palms were sweating. Like, actually sweating through her denim shorts, which she didn't even know was possible until tonight. "You coming in or what?" Jordan called from th...
The backyard pool glowed an unnatural blue in the twilight, the kind of suburban magic that only exists right before you're supposed to be somewhere else. I stood at the edge, nurs...
I considered **palm** reading might explain my teenage struggles more accurately than my mom's daily **vitamin** routine. At sixteen, I felt like every social interaction required ...
The padel court at the Palm Springs Resort was the social epicenter of my awkward fifteenth summer. Every day at noon, I'd claim my spot behind the swaying palm trees, papaya smoot...
Maya's fraying HDMI cable flickered like a dying heartbeat, just like her social life. Three weeks ago, she'd met Fox in an Among Us lobby - quick-witted, hilarious, somehow always...
Maya stood in front of her bathroom mirror, running fingers through her newly dyed fire-engine red hair. Fox orange, exactly like the vial promised. Three hours of bleach and perma...
The storm outside was going full beast mode, but inside Maya's basement, we were glued to the screen, controller in hand, absolutely obliterating zombies in co-op mode. "Dude, pas...
Maya was running late. Again. The school bell had already rung, echoing through the hallway like a judgment, when she burst through the cafeteria doors, heart pounding. Her phone c...