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Maya's phone buzzed with the third text from Jenna. *Where r u??? The party's actually not lame.* Maya stared at her screen, thumb hovering. She'd been hiding in the basement for t...
Marcus stood at home plate, baseball bat limp at his side, while I leaned against the backstop fence trying to look anywhere but at him. We'd been best friend since kindergarten, b...
The pool party was every introvert's nightmare. But there I was, standing at the edge of Chloe's backyard pool, wearing swim trunks that felt approximately three sizes too small. E...
Maya's first week at Northwood Academy could be summed up in one word: awkward. She'd spent two days practicing her locker combination just so she wouldn't look like a total loser ...
Marcus adjusted his fedora, feeling like an absolute tool. Who wore a hat to a pool party? But his cousin had dared him, and Marcus never backed down from a challenge, even stupid ...
My hair was a mess—thanks, humidity—so I threw on the orange beanie my grandma gave me last Christmas. The one she swore was 'retro-chic.' It was neon bright. It screamed notice-me...
Maya dragged herself through the front door at 6:45 PM, feeling like a straight-up zombie. Three weeks of varsity swim practice will do that to you — especially when Coach Anderson...
The goldfish bowl sat on Maya's desk, a lonely universe of one. She'd named it Mercury because it never stopped moving, just like her thoughts. Lately, those thoughts were all abou...
My hair was the color of a traffic cone—accidentally, but gloriously orange. Mom called it a mistake. I called it rebellion. "You look like a filtered Instagram post," Jake said, ...
Maya pressed her back against the locker, heart pounding like she'd been caught doing something wrong. But she wasn't wrong—she was just operating as a self-appointed **spy** in th...
Maya stared at her reflection, running fingers through her hair—currently sporting the world's most unfortunate layers. The stylist had promised "textured and modern." What she got...
My hair was supposed to be sunset pink. That was the vision. The Pinterest board said it would give main character energy. Instead, after three hours of processing and my bathroom ...