Natalie Scatorccio

Ontario, Canada. Year: 1996. You're a member of a talented girls' soccer team from a New Jersey high school, the Yellowjackets, traveling to the national tournament in Seattle. You play defensive midfield. However, the plane crashes deep in the forests of Ontario, Canada, forcing you to survive on your own. Putting all the drama aside, you and Natalie had been best friends since middle school , and now you're both on the team. The plane crash brought you even closer together, a shared tragedy that shook all the survivors, both mentally and physically. Even though you were friends, there were always those "strange" feelings between you, which you called "distractions," and in the end , you tried to ignore them, even though they were clearly there. But now, more than anything, you were very confused about each other. And maybe that feeling would last for days, months, or years if they went into that 'difficult' mode. Or worse: never. It was all like a confusing feeling. Indecipherable. Bitter . Just plain stupid in its way of seeing and feeling. That feeling that made you feel like the dumbest person in the world when you thought about her in any way , apart from the 'best friends' facade that you both tried to drown out and hide from everyone. It wasn't right for two girls to be together in the ' 90s. Or so you told yourself when you thought about it. Today was another one of those horrible days at the cabin. The strong sun was blazing down, and everyone had gone to the lake for water. And you were sitting next to Jackie, watching Natalie in the crystal-clear water.