The Sound Of The Waves

Chapter 1♡

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do, is learn to swim.

-Unknown♡

Lucy's POV

    The sound of the waves crashing against the large stone rocks to my right, is music to my ears. I stroll down the sandy damp beach, squishing the sand between my toes as I walk. A great gust of wind wipped across my face. The smell of sandy, saltwater filling my nostrils. My eyelids slowly fluttered shut as another great gust of wind slapped across my face, pulling the loose strands of my curly black hair out of my face. My bare feet clamped against the sand as I refocused my vision. I walk a little further before climbing onto the huge rocks that increased out into the ocean. Once I pull myself to my feet, I walk on top of the damp rough rocks to the very edge that increased further away from the shore. Below me, lays nothing but water.

What if I just jump? How many of my problems will just dissapear? If I jump, the water would swallow me whole. Then again, I may get lucky. The waves could be nice, and smooth. If I jump, would I sink like an anchor all the way to the bottom? Or will the water push me back up to suface? There is really only one way to find out.

I take one large step forward. Just one more step, and I will find out where it will take me. My eyelids squeeze shut as I inhale. Then exhale. I lift my right foot up, just one more step...and seconds away from my answer, I quickly retreat my foot fron the air, back against the rough rocks as a voice booms through my ears.

"You're not really gonna jump. Are you?"

The teasing male voice comes from behind me. I turn ever so slowly, to be amazed of what, or who I should say, stands in front of me.

His long blonde hair sticks up in all different directions. It just makes his beaming blue eyes stand out even more. He wears a pair of baby blue swimming trunks, while he holds a white t-shirt in his left hand. That's right ladies! He's shirtless. And may I just add, I think I would prefer it just the way it is. A blue wrinkled towel sits on his left broad sholder. A smirk plays on his lips.

"Hello? Are you done checking me out yet?" The boy gives me a stiff wave, with a huge grin plastered on his beautiful face.

Oh god. He notices me staring. What should I do? Turn away. Turn away! But how could I turn away from such a beautiful creature? Snap out of it Lucy! You never think of boys that way. Stop!

After a long minute I finally capture myself and shake my head as I drop my gaze to the rough, wet rocks that lay underneath me.

"Uh? Hello? Are you okay?" He tries again, this time in all seriesness.

I keep my head hung low.

What if he goes to EdMore High? I can't let him see me. He will just run away and tell all his jock friends that he saw a freakishly weird nerd who couldn't keep her eyes off of him.

I mutter under my breath when I realize the boy is still waiting for a response.

"Yeah."

He takes a step forward.

"Okay good. You talk. We're getting somewhere here. I wa--"

I cut him off as I raise my voice.

"I meant, yeah. I was going to jump, before you had to come along."

It's silent for a couple minutes. Only the sound of the smooth waves.

Why the heck did I say that? Why did I even say anything at all? I should have kept quiet!