Summer of the Midnight Fox
Maya stood at the edge of the community pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. Summer swim team practice—something she'd signed up for because her best friend Jen said it would...
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Maya stood at the edge of the community pool, clutching her phone like a lifeline. Summer swim team practice—something she'd signed up for because her best friend Jen said it would...
Maya's fingers flew across her phone screen at 2:47 AM, exactly like every other night this week. She was technically just "researching," but if she was being real with herself (wh...
I'd been running on three hours of sleep and pure adrenaline since finals week began. My messy bun was barely holding on — frizzy strands escaping everywhere like I'd stuck my fing...
Maya's iphone buzzed in her pocket, lighting up with notifications she didn't want to check. Another party where she didn't belong, standing in Jordan's backyard while everyone els...
Maya stared at the group chat blowing up her iphone, fingers hovering over the keyboard. Pool party at Jake's house. Everyone's going. She wasn't ready. Not for the swimsuit she'd...
The heat wave had turned everyone into a zombie by third period. My phone buzzed with Mia's text: pool party @ Jake's. 2pm. DON'T BE LAME. I stood in front of my mirror, adjusting...
Maya's vintage Yankees cap sat pulled low over her eyes, her version of going incognito at Riverside High's first baseball scrimmage of the season. She'd never admit it to anyone, ...
Marcus stood at the edge of the community pool, chlorine stinging his nose. The July heat wave had everyone desperate for water, but he was desperate to avoid Jason—the bull who'd ...
Maya's hands shook as she applied the bright **orange** dye, her bathroom mirror reflecting a stranger's determination. At seventeen, she'd spent her entire life being invisible—th...
Maya's golden retriever, Buster, had zero chill. The dog bounded through the house like a furry tornado, knocking over her carefully arranged chemistry notes. "Bruh, chill out," sh...
Marcus tugged his **hat** lower. Cool kids don't wear hats inside, but Marcus wasn't cool. Marcus was invisible. Which was exactly why he'd become a self-appointed **spy**. Since...
The **water** in Jordyn's pool sparkled like someone had dumped actual glitter in it, which knowing Jordyn's family, they probably had. I stood at the deep end in my oversized t-sh...