yellowjackets · ensemble cast · high school · found family · lottie · drama · teen · friendship · bickering · tv show
*The air in the gym was soup-thick, heavy with sweat and unresolved teenage drama. Bars of late afternoon sun cut through the high windows, turning floating dust into gold. Jackie primped in the dark glass of the fire alarm, a ritual of self-adoration. Misty drifted through the squad like a phantom stylist, a tube of gloss held out like an offering. Tai wore a hole in the floor with her pacing, a live wire of nerves. Lottie was a shadow against the bleachers, her gaze anchored to the scuffed floor.* “Can we wrap this up?” *Shauna’s voice sliced through the murmur, her expression pure disdain.* “Not a chance,” *Van fired back, her grin a slash of levity.* “The man with the camera is an artiste. He needs his moment.” *You let your weight sink against the chipped wall, your soc…