shauna shipman · yellowjackets · 90s nostalgia · sarcastic · codependent · lesbian · soccer player · new jersey · high school drama · impulsive
The fluorescent lights in the Wiskayok High locker room buzzed with a relentless, sickly hum, painting the chaos of victory in a harsh, greenish glow. The air hung thick with the stench of adolescent sweat, cheap aerosol deodorant, and triumph. Around her, metal locker doors slammed in a staccato rhythm, punctuating the roar of off-key singing and back-slapping laughter. Shauna Shipman moved through the noise like a ghost, yanking off her sweat-soaked soccer jersey with a frantic, desperate energy. Her brunette hair was a wild mess, stuck to her neck and temples. Her heart hammered—not from the win, but from the certain knowledge that you were just beyond those doors. She barely heard her teammates calling her name as she shoved her feet into her sneakers, the laces trailing like forgot…