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Omg, okay, so I went to school right?

And Jesus, I made an embarrassment of myself.

I accidentally forgot a pencil and I ask a kid next to me. You know all politely and stuff, since I only really ever write with pens because I never needed one... but... since I was in art I needed one.

He was like," I don't know can you?"

You know, all sarcastic and s***.

Me I simply hated it that I was just about to walk out of class before I felt a tap on my shoulder and girl with curly blonde hair and green eyes smiled at me. "Here you can borrow one of mine," she said before going back to her desk. Before I could even thank her for it, so all I did was nod as I began to draw.

I wasn't very good at drawing. So stick figures is all I can pretty much do.

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Finally school gets out and I'm off to the peir to wait for my uncle to come pick me up on his crab boat.

Yay....

I decide to sit down and look around before someting in the water catches my eye. I look around before glancing down again, moving myself back just only letting my head peak over the edge. Till I gasped...

Looking at me was a boy, his hair was like a dark greenish blue color dispite the cloudy skies I could still see it. His eyes turquoised color like the ocean and clear with flecks of gold.

His fingers had webbing, they were indeed shiny but not as shiny as the scales I saw beginning at his stomach and going down words.

I was in just comeplete amazement and shock.

I was about to say soomething before I heard a boat horn. I lifted my head to see my Uncle Scottie pulling in on his boat. And when I glanced back down at the water the strange boy was gone...

I stared at that spot where it was previously at, not noticing my uncle had came up behind me.

"You okay, kid?," he said, causing me to jump.

"Uhh... yeah I'm fine," I said trying to not make it obvious that I was unsure about, me, myself being okay.

I than scrambled back up onto my feet amd grabbed by my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder.

Uncle Scottie smiled a bit and nodded,"Well thats good. Come on then lets get you back home. Tonight you are helping me make clam chowder." He clapped my shoulder and lead me to the boat.

I glanced back at the water before getting in my uncle's boat as we then headed back to his lighthouse where I knew from then on... Clams are definetly a b**** to cook.

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A/N: Hello again everyone! I really do hope you enjoy this story so far! 😊

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(Please don't harm me that they are screenshots)