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Maya's hair refused to cooperate—again. She'd spent forty-five minutes trying to tame the frizz into something resembling the effortless waves every other girl at Northwood High se...
Arthur sat on his back porch, his father's old fedora resting on his knee like a trusted friend. The summer sky purpled with approaching storm, and the approaching storm smelled of...
Lily loved exploring the forest behind her house. Every day after school, she would discover something new—a sparkly beetle, a perfect skipping stone, or a secret hideout beneath a...
The cable snaked through the floorboards of her apartment like a dirty secret, exactly what it was. Elena had spent three months as a corporate spy embedded in a tech conglomerate,...
The storm was brewing when Elena's iphone pinged for the third time that morning. Marcus noticed the screen light up from across the bed, her hair spilling over the pillow like dar...
The papaya incident was supposed to be ancient history, but apparently at Ridgewood Country Club, nothing ever died. Not really. "Dude, you literally cried because it tasted like ...
The chlorine stung my eyes as I floated in Marcus's backyard pool, trying to look casual. My first real party. My chance to finally be someone. "You gonna swim or just float like ...
Maya stood on the balcony, rain water dripping from the overhang onto her bare shoulders. She was thirty-four, feeling ancient and naive simultaneously, watching Daniel's headlight...
Mara stared at the **pyramid** of supplements on her bathroom counter—twenty-seven amber bottles in precise ascending order. Vitamin D for the seasonal depression that always hit b...
Luna sat by the edge of Moonlight Pond, dipping her toes into the cool water. It was her favorite spot, especially when the sun painted everything in shades of gold and orange. To...
Maya had always been shy. Her curly brown hair sprang around her face like a frightened hedgehog, and she spent most recesses reading alone under the oak tree. One stormy afternoo...
Maya felt like a straight-up zombie. Three days of finals, two energy drinks, and approximately four hours of total sleep will do that to you. She shuffled through the Spring Carni...