Mermaid Of Summer

Chapter One

A/N: Welcome to chapter one of this story! This is my gonna be my first story that I'm not gonna unpublish! Okay. On with the story!
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It was a calm day out at sea, no waves crashed upon the small row boat with a man in it. That man's name was Arthur Kirkland. He was an adventurer, an explorer. He had been sailing on his little row boat for about a month living on fish and boiling sea water for fresh water.

Why was this man out in sea with a small boat? Why as I said before he was an explorer, he didn't like company with him so he made himself a big enough boat that could store books, trading items, a pot and a pan, with two paddles so he could row his boat.

The man grew up in a small town in England, with his 4 big brothers. His mother and father had died of an unknown illness when he was younger so his brothers took care of him until he was around 11. Then suddenly they stopped talking to him and probably didn't even know he existed.

They always left him alone by himself without telling him so he grew up distant from his family and friends.

But he had a strange longing to be out in the open sea looking for mysterious creatures and documenting his journey in an old book.

When he turned 23 he built himself a row boat and left his family without telling them and off he went into the sea.

So here he was. Alone in the vast sea with nothing but his mind and books.

He thought he saw a ripple and a couple of bubbles from a rock he was near but he decided against it, thinking it was his imagination.

'It is very hot out since it is the afternoon, it might be hallucinations...'

He thought he saw the shimmer of red, white and blue, but he mentally slapped himself and excused it as him missing the UK.

'The flag of the UK is red, white, and blue, I might just miss seeing it.'

He thought he saw a mop of blond hair but he shook it off as him remembering his rival, Francis.

'Francis has blond hair, sure not as wheat like, but he still has blond hair. French bastard...'

And he totally didn't see glasses and a face in the wat- wait glasses and a face?

Arthur peered over the edge of the boat timidly looking into the water. It started to ripple and gurgle before he quickly took his head back and out came a magnificent creature above his boat. With shining scales, a mop of blond hair with a toned body and sparkling blue eyes. This creature was so majestic, sailing over his hea-

"Oh shit!" A plop was heard next to him and a strangely American accent as the magnificent creature belly flopped.

Oh so the creature wasn't all that magnificent but still extremely beautiful.

The creature resurfaced again, hair still somehow fluffy even though he just dived underwater.

Arthur stared at half human half fish. Yeah that's right, he was seeing a mermaid. Well technically merman but we're generalizing here so meh.

The merman smiled up at the human.

"Hello there! I'm Alfred what's your name?" Alfred handing him his webbed hand to shake.

"Arthur. Arthur Kirkland." The man stared in awe at the creature, shaking his wet hand. Never had he seen a real mermaid up so close! His brothers used to tease him for liking mystical creatures but he always ignored them and went his own way. By his own way meaning meeting a mermaid in the middle of probably the Atlantic ocean.