Rainy Day

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It had seemed like a good idea at the time. (Didn’t every story start like that?) Hunting wasn’t going to be enough to keep all the delinquents alive on its own, so Shiloh had decided to pitch in with foraging for plants and other food sources. But that required a partner. No way was she going out there alone. Not unarmed. And she didn’t trust the trigger-happy boys gravitating to Bellamy as far as she could throw them. Instead it was a girl who eventually drawn her attention. One with a knife who slipped in and out of camp frequently enough that she must know the area pretty well by now. Hopefully she wouldn’t mind the company.

So Shiloh had talked the girl, Rylee, into letting her tag alone one day, a makeshift bag over her shoulder to hold whatever edible or medicinal flora they might gather. Things had gone well enough at first. Shiloh wasn’t much of a talker, so there had been few words exchanged. But they had turned up some plants to add to dinner and a couple that might help Clarke. And then the rain had started. Not bad at first. In fact, it was actually pretty magical considering Shiloh could still count on one hand how many times she had seen rain. The downpour rapidly increased though, and soon it was coming down too hard to see clearly. Rather than risk getting lost, the two girls had taken refuge in a cave to wait out the storm.

And now here they were. Shiloh was sitting up against the stone wall near the entrance to the small cave, silently watching the falling drops outside. It wasn’t showing any sign of slowing down. For now, they were stuck. Which would’ve been perfectly fine had it been just Shiloh. But Rylee seemed the sort who would try to talk to pass the time, and Shiloh wasn’t the best conversationalist. Especially with people she didn’t know. So she just sat and watched the rain.

“It’s beautiful,” she said, more to herself than the other girl. There was something almost calming about the repetitive sound of the drops hitting the ground. Shiloh figured she could fall asleep to it. Another sound reached her ears, and she suddenly realized Rylee was saying something. Shiloh turned her head, redirecting her gaze from the rain to her companion. She had completely missed the words. “What?” Now she probably sounded rude. Perfect. This was precisely why Shiloh preferred to keep to herself.

Rylee Rose

[Rylee Rose]

We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH

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It had become more apparent to others now that Rylee liked to travel outside the gates whenever the time was appropriate. But one girl, Shiloh, had come up to her asking to join her on her next excursion. Rylee wasn’t one to always travel with others because she hated getting others into danger especially considering where they were located. But ever since the camps first encounter with Grounders, it became more of a rule that you didn’t travel alone. It wasn’t her favorite rule, but it was the best rule for their situation. The day that she and Shiloh set out had seemed like adecent one. That was until the storm began. Rylee sighed to herself as the two young girls made it towards the closest cave. She loved the rain but not when it came to a mission. Settling inside the cave, Rylee pulled open her pack and took a sip of water from one of the bottles that they had all managed to gather from their supplies upon landing on Earth. Rylee heard the girl speak and turned her attention to her. She offered her water to her. “Want any?” She said softly, though she could tell her voice was lost under the crazy rain storm. She knew Shiloh had not heard her. It was even more apparent when the young girl turned towards her and said “what?” Rylee laughed softly and extended her water again. “I asked if you wanted any water. I wasn’t sure if you had packed any before we left.” She could tell Shiloh was the kind of girl who wasn’t really all about being too friendly. Rylee was even surprised that Shiloh asked if she could join her on her excursion.

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The word was already out of Shiloh’s mouth before she registered the bottle being held out to her. She probably would’ve blushed in embarrassment if she had been a blushing girl. Instead she dropped her gaze to the bottle. She hadn’t actually packed any of her own. She had thought of a knife and a makeshift tent in case of acid fog, but water had escaped her. It was a typical problem for Shiloh actually. She was good at looking out for others, at reminding them of everything they needed. Not so much when it came to herself. “Thanks. I didn’t, actually.” She had been too busy thinking about what plants they could use and where to find them. Way to go. Leading camp unprepared like that.

Shiloh managed a small smile as she took the bottle. She took a careful sip, not wanting to use up too much. Then she held the bottle back out to Rylee. And now there was silence. Brilliant. Shiloh tapped her fingers idly on her knee as she glanced at the rain and then back at Rylee. She should probably say something. Silence would only make this even more awkward. “So,” she said finally, a hint of uncertainty in her voice. She shifted her position a bit to face Rylee better. “How’d you end up down here? If you don’t mind my asking.” The last part was hurriedly tacked on as an afterthought. It might be too personal of a question. But they had all done something, so surely people were used to answering that particular query by now. Plus Shiloh couldn’t really think of anything else to ask. Small talk had never been her strong point. She was genuinely curious though. Rylee wasn't the anarchy type who rebelled or the angry sort out to stick it to the system, and she didn't seem injured like those who had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Some sort of party stunt gone wrong maybe? Or was there more to it?

Rylee Rose