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The email pinged, and Maya nearly leaped out of her chair. Her fingers fumbled as she clicked it open. She’d been waiting, practically vibrating, for this moment. Her palms were slick with sweat, and her breath hitched. It was the varsity volleyball team roster. There, on the list, nestled between the names of girls she’d idolized since freshman year, was hers. “Unbelievable!” she yelped, a laugh bubbling up from deep within her. She immediately sprung to her feet and did a little dance, a whirlwind of flailing limbs and joyous squeals. This was it.