Moving On Happens To Be The Hardest Thing To Do

Chapter 1;; Part 1

I walked to the beach, near my house. I loved going there. It made me feel beautiful. I tied my hair back into a twisted bun, and smiled at a few little kids waving at me. I loved my town, and my family. Everybody knew everybody, but there was no gossip. It was peaceful. I get to the beach, and sit down, crossing my legs, at the edge of the water.

The water just barely reaches my legs. I smile, thinking of the beauty I've grown up around. It was pure, and innocent. Very much like a child. Then I remember I would be moving, and frown, this reminder saddening me.

The beach was simple, but absolutely one of nature's pieces of artwork. The sand is a beautiful, champagne color, and it's full of seashells. The water is deep, clear blue, that gets darker as the water gets deeper. The smell of seawater is overwhelming, as soon as you step onto the sand. To the left of the beach, on a little higher ground, stands a beautiful forest. I was really going to miss this place.

No one ever went into the forest. It was just the way it's always been, since I was a little girl. When my grandmother was still alive, she swore up and down, that she'd seen elves playing with a magical music box, just beyond the tree lines. I, myself had never seen elves in the forest, but I had heard the music box being played.

It was the same tinkling melody. Sometimes there were tweaks, and clicks in it, but it was always the same, enchanting song. It reminded me somewhat of a obscure, magical land beyond our vision of the trees.

My mom always tells me I look like a woman of the sea. I have long brown hair, with blonde highlights and dusty tanned skin, with brown eyes.

I hear laughing, and look towards the source of it, and of course, it's Ami Jones and her little "lost pups". That was one thing I wouldn't miss

They were laughing, trying to look funny and get the interest of the lifeguard, who's podium stand stood at the edge of the water, and near the forest. He was pretty cute I guess, but I'd seen him everyday, and didn't see what the big deal was.

He had dark chocolate colored hair, and tan skin, his eyes were a greenish, blueish color. He had a pretty, white smile, which, lately, I hadn't seen very much.

Ami and her friends walked past me, trying to act disgusted, and muttering rude things about me as they past. Oh, I just want to hurt them! I notice the lifeguard- oh, his name is Luke, Luke Fosters- glancing at the girls like they're hypocrites.

I smirk, and get up, and jog over to the lifeguard's podium. "Mind if I come up?" I call, noticing that the girls were giving me dirty looks out of the corner of my eye.

"Not at all!" He calls back, glancing down at me.

I smoothen out my short sundress, and climb up the ladder pretty quickly. I smile, once I'm standing beside him. "Hey."

He laughs slightly. "Your friends?" He asks, motioning to the girls, glaring at me.

"Do you honestly think they're my friends?" I raise an eyebrow.

He shook his head. "Honestly? No."

I smile slightly. "You're Luke, right?"

He nods, and grins at me. "And you're here everyday. Sometimes before me," he crosses his arms. "I'm impressed."

I smile, and look over at the water, and shrug. "I just love the water. Oh, and my name's Ana." I look back at him.

"Ana? Is that short for something, that seems too ordinary." He raises his eyebrows at me.

I nod. "Analicia, Reade."

He looks at me intently, for a few seconds, and then smiles. "Beautiful name."