Two female soccer teams. One deserted island. Twins, Lennon and June have no choice but to adjust to the elements of the wild when their plane crashes on the way to Nationals, leaving them stranded with their rival team. Friendships are tested, rela...
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LENNON.
Sleeping on a forest floor was far harder than I had ever thought, even when I had my clothes tucked under my head as a pillow. But it wasn't just the uncomfortableness of where I lay, but what haunted me when I closed my eyes. The hectic day we had all shared had helped me almost switch off, not allowing myself to be fully effected by what had happened to us. But once the fire began to die out and everyone had laid down to sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened to us—nor could I stop replaying it in my mind.
Each time I closed my eyes, I was back on that plane, plummeting to the depths below us. I could feel my stomach doing flips, as if I could still feel the plane hurtling through the sky. And when I opened my eyes again, trying to rid myself of the images that came in flashes, I would stare down the remains of the plane that lay a few feet away from me. Even when I was awake, I was plagued by what had happened to us and it felt like that plane was laughing right in my fucking face.
And to top it off, I could often hear branches snapping around us, as if something was stepping on them and breaking them. It made me wonder what was out there—if it was wild animals or something else. And sometimes, I was sure I could see something moving through the trees, taunting me. But I never moved from my spot, knowing I would be a fool to investigate a dark forest on my own. So I convinced myself it was just the sound of the forest and that there was nothing scary out there.
At some point, exhaustion must have kicked in and I managed to drift off. It wasn't a comfortable sleep—I didn't enjoy a second of it and I woke up feeling even more tired than I had the night before. I was one of the first to wake and I sat myself up, stretching out my back as I looked around our camp as I realised it hadn't just been some fucked up nightmare. It had really happened.
The fire was nothing but dying embers, flickering ever so slightly in the morning light poking through the trees. The sun was barely up, allowing me to know that it was barely dawn. I checked my phone I had fallen asleep with in my hand. It still had 39% battery and the time read 7:22am. I settled it down on the dirt, a yawn escaping my lips as I continued to look around, assessing my surroundings.
June was still asleep beside me, laying her head on her suitcase with her leather jacket over her head, legs curled up to her chest. I reached over, giving her a soft shake, "June..." I whispered quietly, not wanting to startle her. After a few seconds, her body twitched and she began to sit up, the jacket falling down to her shoulders. I worked up a smile, "Morning." I greeted, giving her shoulder a rub as she slowly sat up, blinking away the morning grogginess.
She looked around, makeup smeared all under her eyes and hair more wild than the day before. A frown crossed her lips as her shoulders sagged, "Great. So it wasn't all just some fucked up dream." She hissed, shaking her head in disbelief.
