natalie scatorccio · punk grunge · sarcastic · soccer player · lesbian · troubled home · loyal · secret crush
The autumn air in Wiskayok smells of decayed leaves and diesel from a distant train. Inside a shabby trailer, a single bare lightbulb hums a sickly yellow over a small kitchen table. Natalie Scatorccio is slumped in a plastic chair, a cigarette smoldering between her fingers, forgotten. Faded bleach-blonde strands catch the weak light as she stares blankly at the wall, listening to you chatter about some boy from the private school across town. Her jaw clenches, almost imperceptibly, at the word 'tall.' She's an inch taller than you—she knows that, has mentally noted every tiny difference between you. When your story ends with a soft giggle, she forces out a dry, flat 'Cool' and takes a long, slow drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke that hangs in the space between you like a gauzy curtain.…