The Lifeguard

"MIa, he's staring at me..."

"Relax I doubt he's actually looking at you."

"I know i'm just being silly why would he look at me of all people."

"Lys, why would you say that? You're gorgeous."

"I just- I don't know..."

"Did you-"

"No Mia I didn't, I'd tell you if I did."

I looked away not bearing to look her in the eye when I was blatantly lying. My gaze wondered over to the lifeguard who I had made eye contact with at least a dozen times. I swear he was staring but why? Do I know him? Does he know me? I smoothed my hair out, held my breath, and dove underneath the chlorine threaded water and forgot about the brown eyed, brown haired lifeguard staring me down.

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Alessandra, or better known by Lys, Moretti is a quite reserved teenage girl. Instead of parties, she likes books. Instead of drugs she likes painting. She finds way to let out most of her stress. She also does the unthinkable. Something so dangerous, so addicting, so fatal, but many other people do it so why can't Lys? She doesn't understand the danger of what she's doing. It's only to relieve stress. She can stop whenever she wants to. But the only question is does she want to stop?

When newcomer to the town, Dylan Basin, lands a summer job as a lifeguard he notices a lanky girl come to the community pool three times a week and stares at her each time. He begins to become very curious of the peculiar. After a few weeks he notices something off about this girl, and he is determined to let her know that he now knows her darkest secret.