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No Bull at the Palm

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The palm tree swayed in the breeze, casting shadows across Mikayla's backyard where the end-of-summer party raged on. Maya clutched her red Solo cup, eyes darting around for somewhere to disappear.

"You're gonna love this," Marcus said, grabbing her hand. "My cousin does palm readings at Renaissance fairs. He's legit."

Maya's palms were already sweating, but she let Marcus pull her toward the folding table where his cousin—some dude with way too much hair gel—waited with an exaggerated mystical expression.

"Your love line shows... complication," the cousin intoned, tracing Maya's hand with practiced drama. "But your future holds great fortune."

Maya barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This was so much bull. But everyone else was watching, and she didn't want to be That Girl who couldn't take a joke.

Then a scream pierced the music.

"OH MY GOD, THAT'S A CAT!"

A scruffy orange cat burst through the bushes, tail puffed like it'd seen a ghost. Half the party scattered, while phone cameras immediately started rolling. Maya's heart hammered—that cat looked exactly like the missing pet poster she'd seen three blocks away.

Before she could react, her neighbor's chocolate lab came barreling around the corner, barking like he'd finally found his purpose. The cat scrambled up the palm tree, claws digging into bark.

"SHADOW! NO!" Maya's little brother Chase came sprinting across the yard, face bright red. "Bad dog! BAD DOG!"

The chaos was perfect. While everyone else was distracted by the great cat-vs-dog showdown, Maya slipped away, finally breathing. She leaned against the side of the house, pulling out her phone to post the lost cat poster on her story.

A figure appeared beside her.

"Your brother's dog is a maniac," said the cute guy from her history class, the one who never talked to anyone.

"Shadow's just enthusiastic," Maya said, surprised by her own courage.

He laughed. "I'm Tyler. And for what it's worth? Your cat-rescue story was way more interesting than that palm reading bullshit."

Maya smiled, finally feeling something real amidst all the performative drama of high school. Sometimes the best moments happen when everything goes completely wrong.