Washed up

Washed up

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The sound of thunder cracked from Above waking the three of us. I went out of the tranche with my sister, and my best friend stayed resting because he got into a fight with a shark a few days back. The storm made it easier to hunt down fish that got caught in the weaker currents that we could swim out of or bigger fish that wanted find/hunt down food. ---------------- FASTER I screamed in my head as I pushed through the water I was so close, the perfect meal it would last us days, and we hadn't eaten for days, i was getting closer and closer to the surface the worst spot to be in a storm due to stronger currents that you could not swim out of, I was so close, so so very close. ---------------- "UGH!" I hissed in pain, I was stuck in a current and it was bashing me up against the rock and coral "AHH!" I screech, one of the rocks I think, I couldn't focus, had torn my tail it was big, and deep, from my waist to the tip of my tail it burned hotter then the scales on a red juhpah. ---------------- ..... the water in the cave was lowering so fast, I had to get out, but I had no strength..... I couldn't move when I did sparks of pain wedded through my body..... it didn't help I was blinking in and out of conscious..... the water was getting lower.... and lower..... and lower, I think I'm going to die. : :
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"What do you want?" I snap, slamming my locker shut. His casual smirk, messy dark hair, tan skin, strong arms, eerie storm-grey eyes... the list could go on of things I notice- that I shouldn't notice- about him. "Oh, I want a lot of things." He inspects a speck of dirt on his arm. "I'm sure you've heard the news?" His eyes flicker back up to meet mine. Does he know? No. He can't. So I roll my eyes. He can't know that I know, that I would do anything to be the first one he tells. "You'll have to be more specific." I mutter, trying to look casual as I inspect my nails. "Well, it involves a certain title of the swim team," He offers. I shrug. "So you got captain. That's cool. And what do I have to do with that?" He narrows his eyes, trying to read my expression. Unfortunately for him, I have mastered the art of hiding my emotions. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about. During English," He fiddles with his sweater sleeve. "I recall you trying to talk to me," I frown. "Well, I..." He swallows, seeming... nervous? "I'm not doing too great... subject wise. And if I don't pick up my ass soon, I might be forced to quit." He rubbed the back of his neck, making his shirtsleeve slide up his arm to reveal a strong bicep. Not that I notice. I narrow my eyes. "And what do I get back in return?" I cross my arms. I'm going to be late for the bus if we don't hurry. He studies my face. "Name your price." He mirrored my position. I sigh. Money... but I don't need it. Popularity... but I don't want it. I meet his gaze steadily. He lifts his chin, the tiniest bit, but it doesn't intimidate me. I square my shoulders and stand up straight. He's only just taller than me. "Stop pretending to be perfect." All rights reserved. Cover art by me :) but will probably be redone soon

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