Blue

I loved the ocean. I had never been to a beach and I have never swum in the ocean. But I loved the ocean.

I suppose it's a disaster to love something that you don't know.

But the way it's described, the certain beauty and tragedy to it. People have died and lived in the ocean, and I wanted to go.

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"Hey I'm Chase."

I stood there awkwardly, "Um. I'm Skylar."

I said quickly. He looked at me for a second, glancing at my eyes,

"Sky." He mumbled, and I immediately blushed. "I'm going to call you Blue." He finished and then got lost in thought, "Yeah. Blue, like the ocean."

Like the ocean.

And then walked past me.