When I was younger, I had a pretty normal life. Normal house, normal parents, normal friends. Normal everything. But at the same time, insane. Not that I'm complaining though.
During my life, I was blessed with amazing friends. They were supportive, and each one of us could kill for the other. Our group includes: Michael, a fine sportsman, mostly interested in surfing. Soon, he's going to a competition, and if he gets even second place, he's guaranteed to go to the world championships. I'm very proud of my best friend, but recently the atmosphere between us has been very awkward between us. Recently, whenever we talk there are always the silences, which I hate, and Tanya always gives us one of her looks when she sees a soon-to-be-couple. Speaking of the devil, Tanya, she is the ultimate fashionista, she knows everything from the current trends etc, and dude she can get pretty serious about these things(though her biggest talent is probably picking out couples that are soon going to happen, though she does value her studies). Then we have Melissa, who is really artistic, she is great at almost every type of art she has done so far, from oil paintings, sketching to pottery, and though she's an extremely talented artist, she's the dumbass of our group, but we all love her for it. Then there is me, who is a mix of everything and a brainiac, but there is one thing that is different from everyone, I am quite the designer and photographer. I love designing and capturing the most beautiful moments of nature. I never really mention it, but I love doing it. My other passion is swimming, the ocean, the mysteries of it, the legends and myths. Anything to do with water and the world under its surface.
Since I was little, I wore a necklace with a pink sparkly seashell on it, and I never took it off. I just felt a strange connection to it. I once took it off, but then I immediately felt like a part of me was missing, so I had to put it back on. Ever since then I never took it off, and noone ever asked me to take it off, no matter how bad it looked with what I was wearing or whatever the reason was, they just simply already knew the answer... And that they'd die if they tried to take it off me.
This is the end of chapter one, sorry its short. Its old xD What do you think?
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