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Maya stared at her reflection, willing her hair to cooperate. The curly chaos had a mind of its own, and today it was definitely not vibing with the whole 'effortlessly cool' aesth...
The pool party at Tyler's house was supposed to be legendary. Instead, I'm standing by the edge, clutching a red solo cup like it's a lifeline, while everyone else acts like they'r...
The spinach stuck in my braces was literally the worst thing that could happen on a Monday, especially when Luke was watching. Again. I'd caught him staring at me three times since...
Maya stared at the green sludge in her blender like it was radioactive waste. According to Instagram, spinach smoothies were supposed to make you swim faster. Something about iron ...
The social pyramid at Northwood High was ruthless. You were either at the top, or you were invisible. Maya had spent three years perfecting the art of invisibility. Until the cable...
My first job at the Sphinx Cafe wasn't exactly what I'd pictured for my sophomore summer. I'd imagined somewhere with air conditioning and maybe some cute coworkers. Instead, I got...
Maya's first day at Crestwood High felt like swimming upstream without a floatie. The social hierarchy here wasn't just unspoken—it was practically carved into the cafeteria walls....
The goldfish had been dead for three weeks, but Maya kept feeding it anyway. Some habits die harder than others—like her crush on Lucas, who'd barely glanced her way since seventh ...
Friday night and I was finally gonna hang with Ryan—the guy I'd been lowkey crushing on since September. We were supposed to watch a movie, just the two of us, at my place while my...
Maya stood at the edge of the pool party, clutching her orange juice like a lifeline. The sophomore collective was scattered across the deck in their perfect little clusters, every...
Maya stood at the edge of the padel court, wearing her older sister's oversized orange hoodie that swallowed her frame. The vibrant color screamed look at me, exactly what she was ...
I stared at the tangle of ethernet cables behind my gaming PC, willing them to magically untangle themselves. At 16, I should've been worrying about driver's licenses and crushes, ...