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Green Smoothie Disaster

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The smoothie was supposed to be healthy. That's what I kept telling myself while Mason—the guy I'd been lowkey crushing on since September—stood three feet from me at the community pool. The chlorine smell hung thick in the humid air, and my stomach did actual gymnastics.

"You coming in or what?" Mason called, already waist-deep in the water. His friend since kindergarten, Jake, was doing cannonballs off the diving board like he owned the place.

"Yeah, just gotta—I'll be right there." I turned toward the locker room mirrors and caught my reflection. My dark curls were escaping my ponytail in twenty directions, but that wasn't the problem. There, tangled in the mess near my left temple, was a unmistakable fleck of green. Spinach. From the green smoothie I'd chugged in the car because my mom said it would "give me energy" for swim tryouts.

I practically sprinted to the sinks, scrubbing like my life depended on it. My phone buzzed in my bag—probably the group chat blowing up about who was sitting with whom at lunch tomorrow. Social suicide could wait. This was immediate crisis management.

"Yo, Maya!" Mason's voice echoed off the tiles. "Coach is starting drills!"

"Coming!" I shouted back, finally getting the last piece of spinach out of my hair. My reflection stared back—flushed cheeks, chaotic curls, eyes wide with lingering panic. Whatever. This was fine. Everything was fine.

The pool deck was chaos. Jake splashed water everywhere while Mason adjusted his goggles, doing that thing where he pushed his wet hair back and my brain short-circuited for a solid second. I jumped in before I could overthink it, the cool water shocking my system.

"Race you to the other wall," Mason said, grinning.

"You're on."

I didn't win. But watching him laugh when he beat me by half a stroke? That hit different than winning ever could. And when he invited me to get bubble tea after practice with him and Jake, I said yes without checking the group chat first.

Sometimes the most embarrassing moments become the ones that change everything. Also, I'm never drinking spinach again.