Two uneventful days had passed.
I have been running low on supplies so a trip to town was no longer possible to avoid.
I grabbed my bike, my bag and began the long hard bike to town. Today was a beautiful day. It was clear and blue. The sea was glassy so I might just go for a swim later.
I wouldn't go far from shore though. It's not that I can't swim. I can swim but I just don't really like swimming since some stuff happened, I don't like to think about that.
Some cars passed as I was biking along. Slowly I got closer to town.
The town was small and sleepy. It must be populated by mostly old people in retirement and surfers.
The little town grocery was quite. It was a Wednesday so I didn't expect the place to be busy but barely anyone was there.
An old lady sat at the counter reading a book and huffing smoke from a pipe. She looked like a kind grandmother who was a biker before she settled down.
I grabbed down milk, rice, bread, fresh veggies and other things. I was standing at the counter when I heard the rumble of a motorbike rush past. I though nothing of it.
My groceries we in hand and paid so I got bike on my bike and began the peddle back home.
My legs aches as I got off my bike, I put my food in the fridge and then made a sandwich. Which in this case was a Sand-wich some how sand has made it in there and it has that classic sand crunch to it.
I pulled on my white one piece and grabbed my sketch book and walked own to the beach.
I rubbed on some sunscreen because melanoma mela-no-mam. And relaxed.
I drew some designs for my own beach house and how it would look. It would be similar to my one but more open and not as sandy.
The late afternoon sun shone down on me and I decided now was the time to try and swim.
I walked down to the beach and let the cool Pacific Ocean rush over my feet. I felt like jumping back and hissing like a cat. A lump of guilt was in my throat. I retreated from the water and sat back in on the beach and kept drawing.
Today just didn't feel right.
The sun was low and I was getting ready to leave when I looked back up the beach,I saw the figure again. They were tall with broad shoulders so I guessed it was a guy.
I wasn't interested in anything other than that.
I walked back to my beach house and ran a bath.
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Drown with me || Percabeth AU
FanfictionAnnabeth has been blocking out her past, her fear of the ocean that no amount of wisdom could change. A boy, mystery cloaked around him appears out of the blue, that can change her mind. That can teach her a new way.