The Zombie at the Deep End
Maya's phone buzzed again, the vibration rattling against the lounge chair like an angry hornet. Her iPhone lit up with Sofia's third text: "WHERE R U EVERYONE IS HERE."
Maya groaned, feeling like a total zombie. She'd stayed up until 3 AM doom-scrolling through TikTok, watching too many "how to be confident at parties" videos that clearly hadn't worked. Now here she was, hiding behind her sunglasses at the community pool, clutching a neon orange Vitamin Water her mom had shoved into her hand with a lecture about hydration and electrolytes.
"You're actually drinking that?"
Maya jumped. It was Ethan—the same Ethan she'd had a crush on since seventh grade, the one whose hair always curled perfectly even after swimming. He was dripping pool water, his shirt thrown over a nearby chair.
"My mom made me," Maya admitted, feeling her face heat up. "Apparently I need more... B vitamins? Or something?"
Ethan laughed. "Mine too. She literally bought me those gummy ones that taste like candy. I'm pretty sure they're just expensive candy for adults."
They sat there for a moment, the pool noise swirling around them—splashing kids, someone's Bluetooth speaker playing muffled pop music, the lifeguard's whistle piercing through it all. Maya's phone stayed silent on her lap.
"You coming in?" Ethan asked, standing up. "Water's perfect today."
"I don't know..." Maya started, but then she caught Sofia across the pool, laughing with someone else, not even looking for her anymore. And here was Ethan, actually talking to her, waiting for her like she was someone worth waiting for.
Something shifted inside her chest. The zombie fog lifted.
She set down her Vitamin Water. Left her iPhone face-down on the chair. Her phone would be there when she got back. Sofia would too.
Maya stood up and walked toward the pool, feeling the hot concrete under her feet, the sun on her shoulders, the way everything suddenly felt sharper and brighter and more real than any screen could ever be.
"Yeah," she said. "Yeah, I'm coming."
And then she was swimming, cool water closing over her head, weightless and wide awake, finally part of it all.