southpark is a close knit community, in which y/n's family has woven their selves into. for better or for worse? depends on the day. a chance to get away from the cold, mountainous, town arises from an invite to tolkien blacks's very own private isl...
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"how did you do that again?" wendy laughs, gesturing to my bandage wrapped hand. it's hard to grasp the stick correctly as most of my hand-movement is restricted. "i fell." i respond shortly. i already told everyone else at dinner yesterday, and then again this morning. well except bebe. she was absent both times.
"right." she nods her head, removing her marshmallow-topped spear from the fire. her face is illuminated from the soft glow of the low flame. we had a hard time starting it considering none of us brought a lighter or a match, and none of us were girl scouts.
"shit." bebe grumbles. her marshmallow is enveloped in a blue flame. she doesn't have any sense of urgency in putting it out, instead staring at it awkwardly and leaning away from it. "put it out!" butters shouts muffled with a mouthful of his own s'more. wendy and heidi laugh at her unenthusiastic approach to extinguishing the fire, which has now completely swallowed her marshmallow. it drips sadly, hissing as it crystallizes under the intense heat of the fire.
she puts it out with one large puff, revealing the charred top of her stick and the blackened remnants of the unrecognizeable sweet. "stop staring at me." she huffs, resting her stick against the side of her fold-out chair. we all have the same one since we borrowed the five from the secret shed. the black frame of the blue and white webstrap seat reflects the weak fire, making it appear purple under the night. "what are your guys' plans after highschool?" i say, redirecting everyone's attention from the irritated bebe. she pours herself another drink.
"college then law school." wendy states obviously. i think the entire town knows her plans for the future at this point and if they don't they know from just one look at the girl. she's very serious and carries an air of success and independence. she doesn't falter when conversating with strangers either- she's actually very charming despite her argumentative nature. perfect qualities for an aspiring lawyer.
"i think i'll just try the best i can." bebe replies vaguely. i don't really know what she's talking about, but i don't give off that impression. just simply nodding at her addition. "at what?" heidi asks, saying what everyone else was thinking. "i don't know yet. maybe everything." she answers after a lengthy pause.
whenever one of us isn't speaking the only sounds heard are the ambience of the area around us. fire crackling, crickets singing, waves crashing, leaves rustling. it seems that it's just us out enjoying the night. sole figures stranded on an island. but we're surrounded by mansions so we aren't that desolate. or stranded. but it's the principle of it- how it feels.
"that's a good mindset. once i get my bachelors i can start as a conservation scientist, so that's my goal." heidi evades eye contact, working instead on constructing her s'more. she's always been conscious of the world around her, which is apparent through her veganism of course. she's always off volunteering somewhere or aiding in some protest with wendy. she has a strong moral compass. i think she's always been like that honestly. kind; even to the unfeeling organisms of the world. like her trashy ex-boyfriends.
