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The papaya sat on my lunch tray like an alien artifact—orange, slimy, and utterly suspicious. Around me, the popular kids laughed at something Tyler said, their conversation flowin...
The pool water shimmered like liquid diamonds, but Maya's stomach knotted tighter than her bikini string. She stood at the edge of Jordan's massive birthday bash, clutching her iPh...
Maya stood at the edge of Jessica's pool, clutching her towel like a lifeline. The annual end-of-school blowout. The one event where social hierarchies dissolved like sugar in wate...
The carnival goldfish had lasted three days before floating belly-up. Typical. Just like Maya's promise to help me reinvent myself this summer. "You need a vibe," she'd said, scro...
I felt like a total **spy** infiltrating enemy territory. Jake's pool party was the social event of the summer, and somehow, awkward, invisible me had actually been invited. Probab...
Maya's dad always said her hair was too wild for softball, said it needed to be tamed in a ponytail like the other girls. But she kept it loose, a brown curtain she could hide behi...
I never thought I'd be caught dead at the neighborhood pool party, but here I was, standing by the chain-link fence like a total loser while everyone else splashed around like they...
Maya pressed her palm against the cool tile of the diving block, heart hammering like she'd just downed three energy shots. This was it. The moment she'd been overthinking since se...
Maya's hands shook as she ratted her **hair** for the third time. The ponytail holder snapped—again—and she wanted to scream. Tonight was the night. Jason's pool party. The party t...
I'd been **running** laps around the track for forty-five minutes when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Mia's text lit up the screen: pool party at Tyler's. You coming? My stomach di...
Marcus stood at the edge of Miller's Pond, clutching a red Solo cup like it was a lifeline. His first real party. First time the older kids had actually invited him somewhere. And ...
The July sun beat down on the Morrison's backyard pool, turning the water into something that looked like liquid crystal. Everyone from sophomore year was there, tanning and splash...