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Maya's palms were sweating legit actual puddles, which was gross, but also — transfer student problems, right? "You good?" asked Quinn, the most effortlessly cool human at North B...
Lily peered through her pink toy binoculars, ready to be the best spy in the world. Every Saturday, she spied on the magical creatures she knew lived in her backyard. Today, someth...
Maya's palms were sweating so hard she feared they'd literally slide right off her wrists. Which would've been convenient, honestly—at least then she wouldn't have to grip the pool...
Maya's iphone buzzed against the pool deck, its screen lighting up with another Instagram notification. 47 likes on her post from yesterday. Not viral, but decent. "You coming in?...
Mittens was no ordinary cat. While other cats chased mice and napped in sunbeams, Mittens dreamed of exploring the world beyond her cozy window sill. One afternoon, golden light s...
Barnaby was a bear with a very special talent. He could paint with his paws! Every morning, he'd dip his big fuzzy paw into berry juice and draw pictures on tree bark. But Barnaby ...
Martha sat on her porch swing, the morning sun painting the sky in shades of apricot and burnt orange. At seventy-eight, she had earned these quiet moments, though her grandchildre...
Margot stood at the edge of the **pool**, the water's surface broken only by the drifting cigarette butt of the man she'd spent seven years trying to fix. His fedora **hat** lay di...
Lily loved summer evenings at her grandmother's house. The best part was the old swimming pool in the backyard, where she'd swim until the stars came out. But tonight, something ma...
Maya's orange hair floated around her like a toxic halo in the swimming pool, the chlorine already starting to strip away the DIY dye job she'd done two nights ago. She'd thought i...
Maya's stomach did backflips as she gripped the padel racket, her palms sweating through the grip. This was it—her chance to finally talk to Leo, aka "the Fox" of Northwood High, w...
Eighty-two-year-old Elias stood in the backyard of his childhood home, one week before the new owners would take possession. The in-ground pool, once sparkling blue and filled with...