Becoming Kelly

My heart is at your house.

Hello! Hi!

I am chewing gum right now!

This may seem like nothing but I haven't chewed gum in 2 years. It's one of those things that I quit after my surgery.

BUT anyways, I'm listening to some old black eyed peas songs. The first few albums that Fergie is in are my favorite. But I am aware that the black eyed peas were a band before Fergie.

This chapter will be in Kelly's POV. This is after all her story, lol

ENJOY!

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Kelly's POV

I'm screaming my head off right now. What in the world got into Ethan? He is acting like such a neanderthal. At least I don't have my designer shoes on. I can see them on the sand. Water starts splash closer to my face before I know it Ethan is throwing me off of his shoulder.

EEPPP!!!

Quick hold your breathe.

EEPPP!!!

please keep your mouth closed!

A mouthful of water from here will shoot up your brain and it's NOT a fun feeling!

I fall into the water In a very ungraceful manner. Nonetheless I welcome the timid and bordering on just a wee bit not warm water of the lake. I feel welcomed and at peace. My body and water becoming an extension of my soul.

UNF! its cold. I let my body float upwards and I swiftly twisted so that I'd be floating right side up.

"You can swim?" I hear.

I look over at Ethan. He has a face that would suggest disgust.

"Yes I can." I swim up to him and he moves away. "Does that scare you?"

Ethan shakes his head and swims away. He goes deeper into the lake and I swim after him. Its not long when i'm beside him. "I think I scare you Ethan." He turns to me. Before I know it, he's in my face. His hair and face have drops of water dripping down.

"No, its nothing like that." He says. "You don't scare me. I think I just have reserve when it comes to you because I don't know you."

I nodded. It makes sense but I'm not stupid I know their is more to it.

"Tell me about yourself Kelly." Ethan says in a voice that suggests he is genuinely interested.

"What do you want to know?"

"I don't know." He says as he shrugs his shoulders. He makes a face. "I don't know, whats your favorite color?"

 I give this plenty of thought. I know what those colors are. But I can't tell him. the reasons I have won't make sense to him. "Green and red."

He chuckles. "Christmas colors?"

"No, I mean yes they are Christmas colors but they are also the colors of my favorite things."

"Your favorite things?"

"Mmhmmm" I mumble.

"Like what?"

"Green because of my childhood. My home back then was surrounded heavily by forestation. The backyard was mine. I had all a kid could want. I had a two story tree house that swirled the big oak in the back yard. I had a swing set, a trampoline and we had a boat deck on the lake.

On the deck we had three row boats. One for each girl in the house. I had named my rowboat the great adventure. All I ever did though was get in trouble cause of it. My parents had a yacht named La Cascada. We would eat Barbecue on balmy days and finish off the rest of the day on the yacht."