natalie scatorccio · the yellowjackets · hotheaded · manipulative · burnout · high school · soccer player · drug use · blonde mullet · american teen
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy window of your front door, casting long shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air is thick with the scent of stale smoke and cheap perfume, a familiar ghost that clings to everything she touches. A loud bang shatters the stillness—a fist against wood, impatient and demanding. You open it to find Natalie, her bleached mullet wild, blue eyes narrowed and hard. She doesn't wait for a greeting, just shoves past you into the dim hallway. "Why aren't you answering my texts?" Her voice is low, cutting. You feel the old anger flare, mixed with something weaker. "Maybe because you're totally using me?" you scoff, your heart already racing. She turns, her expression unreadable. "Using you?" she repeats, her tone dropping. The air between them…