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The Sphinx of Court Three

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Maya's nickname around school was Sphinx, which was ironic because she was terrible at keeping secrets. Her face gave everything away—the crinkle of concern when someone looked at her crush, the way her hands fidgeted when she was lying. Still, somehow nobody knew about the spinach incident last spring, and she intended to keep it that way.

Now here she was at the regional padel tournament, clutching her racquet like it might save her from social suicide. Her partner, Quinn, was staring at her with those intense eyes that made Maya's stomach do actual backflips. Quinn, who was basically a bear—tall, broad-shouldared, impossibly intimidating—but also somehow the gentlest person she knew.

"You good?" Quinn asked, and Maya nodded way too enthusiastically.

"Totally. Just vibing."

She was not vibing. She was panicking, because last night she may have accidentally gone full spy mode and scrolled through three years of Quinn's Instagram posts at 2 AM, and now she knew way too much about their golden retriever and their mom's birthday parties. Information overload. Her brain was basically a spreadsheet of Quinn facts at this point.

The whistle blew. Game point. Maya's palms were sweating.

Their opponents were from that fancy private school where everyone probably had personal chefs and definitely didn't have to eat their spinach through tears because their dad said it would "build character."

"Maya!" Quinn shouted, and somehow she was already moving, her body reacting before her brain could process. She hit the ball—a perfect shot down the line. Game point. They won.

Quinn swept her into a hug that smelled like sunscreen and victory, and Maya forgot how to breathe. When they pulled back, Quinn was smiling.

"You were amazing," they said. "Like, actually scary good."

"Just beginner's luck," Maya managed, but her face gave everything away.

Quinn laughed. "You're the worst liar, you know that?"

Maybe being a Sphinx wasn't about secrets. Maybe it was about finally letting someone read you.