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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JUNE
Lennon was acting weird. Ever since the night before where we heard the sound of howling coming from all around us, she had been uncharacteristically quiet, barely uttering a word the following morning when we all pulled ourselves together and left the plane, returning to the main camp area and stretching our legs.
She had been the last one out, and when she left the plane, she scanned the forest as if she was searching for something, like she expected something to be there. I wanted to ask if she was alright, but she had assured me the night before that she was and I didn't want to push her any further. If she wanted to tell me, she would.
It wasn't until later on in the morning, when I watched her swallow down one of her pills did she perk up a little. She began cleaning up the camp, having small talk with the others as she went. I watched her the entire time, wondering what was going on inside her mind. Sometimes, I hated that my sister was so hard to read—especially when I could feel what she was feeling, but couldn't fully understand it. She felt agitated, like something had her on edge. And I could feel it too.
Eden sat herself down next to me, her ashy hair beginning to grow a little more greasy, "I was thinking of looking for some flowers to put on the graves today if you want to help," She began saying, giving me a soft smile. I was so glad that Eden had found her voice again and that she wasn't permanently traumatised. "I just thought it would be a nice thing to do for them." She added, holding her legs to her chest, resting the side of her cheek against her knees.
I thought about it for a second. I had been thinking about wandering off for a bit to light up the rest of the joint I hadn't finished the other night. I had been smoking it behind the plane, enjoying the wave of calmness it brought me when Lennon had loudly suggested we should lay the bodies to rest. I had immediately put it out, worried that she would stumble across me and give me some telling off for even considering smoking whilst we had bigger problems than my loud mind. But if I went with Eden for a bit, I could sneak off for a moment and finish it off.
I turned to her, "Sure. It might even cheer Lennon up." I said, glancing across to my sister who was talking with Abby, both of them standing by the unlit fire, talking about something I couldn't hear.
The look on Eden's face changed, her smile turning into a frown as she followed my gaze towards my sister, "Lennon's took on a huge burden since we crashed. I can't explain it, but I feel like she's really suffering—and not just with this. It feels like it goes beyond it," She began speaking absentmindedly, making me glance at her, realising she was feeling it too. If there was one thing I knew about Eden, it was that she was extremely empathetic—a lot like my sister. "Maybe I should say a prayer for her." She wondered, her brows pulled together.
