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Maya's iphone buzzed in her pocket for the third time in five minutes. Another Instagram notification. Another distraction from the fact that she was currently leaning against the ...
The plastic bag weighed heavy in Maya's hand—sloshing water, one disappointed carnival goldfish, and the crushing realization that her best friend was becoming someone she didn't r...
Marcus stood in front of the bathroom mirror, swiping deodorant under his arms before first period. His palms were sweating — again. Every time he saw Maya in the hallway, his body...
Maya's first week at Northwood High and she already felt like she was drowning in a sea of faces she didn't know. Her childhood best friend, Chloe—who'd been as loyal as a golden r...
Maya's hands literally wouldn't stop shaking as she texted Jordan back. "Yeah come over at 7, my parents are gone lol." The addition of the "lol" felt desperate, but she'd already ...
Maya's hair had betrayed her. What was supposed to be subtle highlights for freshman orientation turned into a disaster that looked like a raccoon died on her head. Her mom's frien...
Her phone died at 8:47. Three percent to zero in the time it took Maya to spiral through another what-if scenario about talking to Elian. She was trapped at Riley's birthday-slash...
Maya's palms were sweating so much she could barely grip her padel racket. Great. Just great. She'd been operating on full zombie mode for three days—finals week will do that to yo...
Maya stood paralyzed in front of the tropical fruit display at Whole Foods, clutching her phone. Her best friend since seventh grade, Kai, had just texted: *we need to talk. meet a...
Maya's life was basically a pyramid scheme of embarrassment, and she was stuck at the bottom. As a sophomore, she'd somehow volunteered to help with the homecoming assembly—specifi...
The chlorine burned my eyes, but I wouldn't get out. Not yet. Not when **lightning** kept cracking across the summer sky, illuminating everything and nothing at the same time. Mar...
Maya stood frozen at the entrance of Sarah's basement party, clutching her orange soda like a lifeline. Her vintage fox hoodie felt suddenly ridiculous—everyone else was wearing cr...