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The Goldfish Principle

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The party was already lit when Maya arrived fashionably late, clutching a warm orange soda like it was her only lifeline. Being known as "the vitamin girl" because her parents owned that cringe wellness shop meant she carried zero social currency at Northwood High. Tonight, though, she was trying to break that vibe.

"Hey, vitamin kid," called Derek, which was ironic since he'd failed biology twice. "You gonna lecture us about gut health again?"

Maya's face burned hotter than the soda can. "Nah, just vibing."

She drifted toward the snack table, eyes landing on a bowl of goldfish crackers. Someone — probably with way more rizz than she'd ever possess — had arranged them to spell out DRINK. Classic party humor.

That's when she noticed him: Liam, the quiet transfer student who sat behind her in pre-calc, carefully transferring goldfish from the bowl into his palm like they were actual creatures.

"Save them from the massacre?" she found herself saying.

Liam jumped, goldfish scattering everywhere. "What? Oh. No, I just — my little sister's obsessed with these, and I was gonna grab some before they're gone."

The pause stretched between them, charged and electric.

"You're the orange soda girl," he said suddenly. "You sit by the window in third period."

"The vitamin girl," she corrected automatically. "Same difference."

"I think it's cool your parents own a store," Liam said. "My mom's been looking for those B-complex supplements everywhere."

Maya stared. Nobody thought it was cool. Nobody ever said it was cool.

"Seriously." He fished another goldfish cracker from his pocket. "Small towns, man. Can't find anything."

And just like that, the foundations of her entire high school existence shifted. The orange soda can suddenly felt lighter, the bass-heavy music less overwhelming. Derek's voice from across the room faded into background noise as Liam asked about different vitamin brands like he actually cared.

Maybe high school wasn't quite the prison she'd imagined. Maybe, like the goldfish in their tiny bowl, they were all just swimming in circles, waiting for someone to finally notice them.

"Hey," Maya said, surprised by her own courage. "I could show you the good stuff sometime. The actual vitamins that work."

Liam grinned. "I'd like that."

Outside, the summer night was just beginning.