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...
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE. I prayed for a moment like this.
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JUNIPER.
I often enjoyed teasing Lennon whenever she gushed over any of her crushes. I would roll my eyes and playfully tell her to pull her head out of the gutter, that crushes were just some silly love-sick notion we teenagers liked to romanticise as if it were a romance novel. But I felt like after my kiss with Ethan, I had joined the masses. Against my will, of course.
Once upon a time, I had crushed on him when I was a helpless Middle Schooler, but the older I got, the more he began to annoy me. He was always over my shoulder like Coach, trying to influence me into making good decisions and that had really bugged me. But since the plane clash, things had changed.
He had become someone I could rely on, someone I could speak to without overthinking what I was telling him. I found myself leaning towards him when things got rough. He was an extremely nurturing person, something I thought must of stemmed from his mom—even though Coach had been a hard-ass, she'd had a heart of gold and it must of rubbed off on her son.
We were all sitting around the campfire, talking with one another whilst sipping on some hot tea Eden had brewed in a pot with the Earl Grey teabags we found in the catering suite. My eyes would occasionally connect with Ethan's from across the fire and it would make the both of us smile, still on a high after the kiss we'd shared.
Lennon sat down beside me, wearing my Black Sabbath hoodie. It was large on me, so it fit her a little better. She tucked the hoodie over her legs, holding her cup in one hand, "Okay, is it just me or am I sensing some serious vibes from you and Ethan?" She asked me, a large grin on her face as everyone else spoke over one another. They were on the topic of arguing over pickles on a cheeseburger, or no pickles. No pickles seemed to be the winner so far. Though, Ivy was seriously carrying the pickles on a burger argument.
My eyes widened as I turned to her, "Is it that obvious?" I asked her in horror. God, I must have really have come down with the crush flue. Usually, it was a lot easier for me to hide those kind of things. Then again, we were all now spending twenty-four hours a day with each other in an enclosed space. I guess it made things more easy to pick up on.
Lennon's eyes lit up with glee as she turned her whole body to face me, "I was right! I demand you to tell me everything—right now." She ordered, the large smile on her face making her eyes crease and her dimples show.
I chuckled, tucking my hair behind my ear and looking into my mug of tea. I had piled in the sugar, since we didn't have milk to soften the herbal taste. I wasn't much of a tea person in general, I much preferred my coffee. But it was nice to be sipping on something sweet and warm.
"It just kinda happened," I began telling my sister who hung onto every word I said, as though I was telling her the most interesting story in the world. "At first, I wasn't really thinking about him like that—you know, with everything that's been going on here, it seemed kind of childish, I guess. But this last week has been so calm that we've just had time to spend together and I don't know, it just happened." I told her with a hint of a smile on my lips, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. It was almost sickening. I seriously wanted to gag at myself.
