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The Sphinx at Homecoming

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Maya's palms were sweating through her clutch as she stood outside the gymnasium doors. Homecoming. The night every high school movie promised would be magical, but mostly just meant awkward photos and punch that tasted like sugary regret.

She adjusted her dad's old fedora — vintage thrift store chic, or at least that's what she'd told everyone when they asked about the weird hat. Her hair was fighting back, frizzing in the humidity, but whatever. This was fine. Everything was fine.

"You're not going in there, are you?"

Maya jumped. Marcus stood by the bleachers, wearing a bear costume head under one arm. The school mascot. Of course. He'd been campaigning to be the Golden Bear since freshman year, and now that he'd finally landed it, he took the whole mascot thing way too seriously.

"I'm just... taking a moment," she said. "You?"

"Prayer to the football gods," Marcus said, gesturing toward the field. "We're down by two touchdowns. I need to channel something fierce."

Something struck Maya then, sudden and bright as lightning — Marcus had asked her to the dance back in September. She'd said no because she didn't want to ruin their friendship, but honestly? She'd been scared. Scared of the what-if, scared of the awkwardness if it ended badly, scared of changing something that actually worked.

But standing there in her vintage hat with sweaty palms and Marcus in his ridiculous bear head, she realized she was already scared. Scared of missing out.

"You know," she said, "there's this riddle about the sphinx."

"What?" Marcus adjusted his bear head.

"The sphinx asks: what walks on four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon, three in the evening? It's about growing up, about how we change." She swallowed. "I think I've been crawling around long enough."

Marcus stared at her for a long second, then slowly grinned. "Is that your way of saying you want to save a dance for the mascot?"

"Maybe," said Maya. "If the bear promises not to step on my toes."

Inside, the bass from the DJ's setup thumped against the walls. Maya took a deep breath, pushed open the gym doors, and walked in like she belonged there. The night was just beginning, and for the first time, she wasn't scared of it anymore.