Known all over the lands for his infamous piracy, and vast riches, he and his crew venture into the deep ends of the ocean with high hopes, and heavy burdens. "Heave 'er up!" the raspy voice shouted, a single gold tooth flashing among the crew mates pearly whites. The pulley strained at the sudden weight, slowly wheeling in their 'catch'. What caught their eyes was the bright scales shimmering from the male's torso to the thin fins that would usually be their feet. "It's not a lass, but a wee lad!" one shouted, resting his good eye on the shivering boy that was caught in the loose tangles of the fishermen's net. "And a siren, at that!" a younger voice added, his voice seeming to alert the ones above deck. Golden heels clicking against the wooden planks, a man of extreme pride and glistening figure had made eye contact with the mythical creature for the first time. A charming grin was all it took for the siren to jump. His hair stood up like the pines on a tree, his hands quivering as he tried to get out of the net. He had made a big mistake, he should not have entered the deep end.

"The best way to love someone, is to be just their friend and wait until they realize that they need you more than that." •~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~• Hello! This is my very first book and ill be happy if you like it~. Ignore my wrong grammar please. ~Your Wierd Author Started: July 16, 2016 Completed: October 24, 2016

Y/n, a 14 year old boy who works at the mystery shack for a minimum-wage, he's been working there sense he was 12 so 2 years, he became a big part of the Pine Family and Friends. One summer as Y/n was working at the shack by cleaning the shelves and dusting the windowsill his boss walked out of the door keys dangling from his hands searching through them, y/n being curious wanted to ask Stan 'where he was going' but decided it was best not too. (There will be sexual content... maybe.) Y/n- your name L/n- last name H/c-hair Color H/l- hair length C/t- clothing type F/c- Favorite color