My Fishy Secret [slow updates]

Chapter 1

I jump in the water, feel the salty cold water rush on my body. This is my second home. My name is Brook. I'm not exactly like other girls...or people. And I don't mean just my personality. I have something no one else has; or so I believe.

I can breathe underwater as long as a dolphin, and swim as fast as lightning. But I'm no fish. I'm a mermaid. I know what you're thinking. How could that be? Well, I don't even know. I'll start off with how it all happened...

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I was about 10 years old (I'm 15 now) and I had just moved father down the coast of Florida. Life was pretty normal for me I guess. My dad worked a lot and my mom was just like any other mom who stays home and cooks, cleans, you know the drill. Until one day...

I was really bored one day and didn't have many friends at all now that I had moved a few cities away. It felt as if I were on the other side of the world. I began to explore. My mom didn't really care about me wandering off. I decided to go to a beach. There wasn't much people there at all. I saw a shore with tons of rocks and there was no one. I loved it. It was my own little secret place to sit and think. Of course people knew it was there, but most people stay on the sand and stuff. Every day from then on, I would go to that spot. It was calm. Peaceful. Tranquil.

I began to wander some more and saw the shiniest shell I had ever seen in my whole life. It didn't even look natural. I picked it up and examined. It was a white shell with an almost rainbow shine to it. I looked at it, then my eyes scanned the ocean. I felt drawn to it. While holding the shell, I raced into the water. Right then, something magical happened. Something that would change my life forever.

My feet began to form into one, as my clothes disappeared from my body. Scales replaced my legs and a long beautiful tail at the tip of what used to be my toes. "I'm a...mermaid" I thought to myself. Then a scales began to form a top to cover my chest, the same ocean blue color as my tail. And for some reason, I wasn't scared at all.

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Crazy, I know. But that's what happened. So far, I've kept it from my parents for 5 dreading years. Even my best friend, Lia. It's been so hard, keeping half of me from her. I've convinced her I have a very strong phobia of water. I told her I don't swim, touch it, or even get near it. At first, she thought I was crazy, but eventually she just gave up on trying to get me in the water.

Sometimes I wonder how much longer I can hide this. My mom is worried about me and wants to get me a therapist. Just tell her. She'll understand. I try to tell myself that as much as posssible. But how can you know? How can you predict how poeple will react? Theres no way of knowing.

Dating is also a problem for me. Because I live near a beach, thats where the hang out place is. No guy would ever want a girl who doesnt love the beach. Or a fish freak.

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