Swimming on a hot day [Mockingjay Swagger]

[Guilietta]

It was hot again. Not as hot as it had been the month before, but still hot enough to swim in the sea. And that was exactly what Ashlinn was going to do today. Wearing her blue bikini, a white dress and her hair high up in a knot on her head, the young girl made her way towards the beach. The sun burned on her pale skin and the sand tickled her toes, making Ashlinn feel good. Thoughts and worries left her head like balloons in the wind as Ashlinn pulled the elastic out of her hair. Slowly her bare feet began to move quicker. Left, right, left, right, faster, faster! The wind blowed her dark hair towards all sides, her eyes shone and sparkled as bright blue as the sea in front of her.

A strand of her hair slapped Ashlinn across her face as her left foot first toutched the cool seawater. Ashlinn tasted the salt on her lips, now curling in a smile. The water splashed up to chesthight, until Ashlinn finally slowed down. Her hair tasted salty and hung semi-wet around her pale shoulders. It made her think of the days she used to come here with her dad. Days she wasn't allowed to go to the beach on her own, because she'd drown. Her father always used to tell her she looked like a mermaid. Like a mermaid who'd just grew legs to run with. Slowly Ashlinn walked a bit further into the sea. The cool water made her legs, belly, chest and finally her head dissappear. A few seconds Ashlinn was under water. A few seconds her hair flowed around her like seaweed. A few seconds Ashlinn was weightless, cooled down and everything was quiet.

Then her head appeared above the surface again, gasping for breath. At that moment Ashlinn realised she was still wearing her white dress, which was now soaking wet. Too bad, but it was an old dress anyway. Smiling, Ashlinn walked out of the sea and entered land again. Once again, Ashlinn thought of her father, and the way he always used to say 'let's enter land, mermaid'. Slowly Ashlinn sat down on the beach and pulled her knees up with her hand, putting her arms around them. Maybe, company could be nice for now.

[mcmarti99]

I wish I could live in the ocean. Where all the noise in the world disappears. Where all my friends are fish. I felt a pang in my gut, and then realized it was guilt. I shouldn't have left Mom this morning, but I just had to get away. It was killing me to not be doing anything. Work on the docks was slow this morning, and the beach was almost completely inhabited. It just looked so tempting. I was supposed to meet Mom for lunch hours ago, and I hope she wouldn't worry. Nah, she knew me too well, she probably knew exactly where I was.

I could hold my breath for a long time, with practice of course. I would sit under the water until I was almost unconscious and then, and only then would I go up for air. I ran my hands through my hair, almost ripping some of it out. Mostly because it was so much easier underwater where no one could hear me. My legs began to kick involuntarily and took me back up to the surface. I once heard that drowning yourself is impossible, because your brain will force you to resurface. This made sense, and I had just experienced it. The minute I hit the surface my senses exploded. The salty air filled my nose, as the cool breeze ruffled my hair. My eyes were stinging with salt water, but since I am so used to it, it was an almost pleasant feeling. Water surrounded me, and only my head was free of it's gentle grasp. I looked to the shore, realizing I must be at least a 1/4 of a mile away from it. I knew I couldn't touch, but I went underwater anyway. Out here, the waves were just energy building up. It was neat to watch them build up so much, and then to just make a three foot wave. The only big waves were on down the coast. Only trained eyes could spot out the energy building. Mostly because the salt water would sting a normal person's eyes.

I laid on my back and let the calm waves bring me back to the shore. I let my thought disappear and almost was in a meditating state when a wave sucked me under. Though I was caught my surprise, this had happened to me millions of times and I knew not to panic. Just let it carry me back to shore and then spit me out. When the wave did spit me out, it was on the sand beyond the line of the tide. The grainy substance stuck to my skin like glue. I coughed up a swims worth of sand and water onto the beach. I hated sand. I could never seem to get rid of it. Seagulls flew overhead, distracting me from the sand that covered my body. I smiled and let out a laugh. I'm sure they were making fun of me too. I looked over to both sides, stopping on the left one.

There was a girl there. She looked small, compared to me I guess. She seemed to be crying. I walked over to her, putting my hand on her shoulder. Are you okay? I asked the girl.

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Note: Hope you can work with this. Where do we want it to go from here?

[Guilietta]

Ashlinn eyes had slowly found the sea again and as she flirted with the idea to jump in it once again, she heared a voice, asking one simple question, making the young girl frown a little. His hand felt sandy and a little wet on her shoulder. Surprised for sure, Ashlinn looked up in his eyes, discovering the guy must be somewhere around her age, a little older probably, and there was no denying he was handsome. Ashlinn licked her salty lips before replying. "Yes, I am." She said, making her words sound not harsh, but obvious. She was okay, and actually felt pretty good. A little alone maybe, but that was just because she always liked to be around people. Smiling at the unknown guy, Ashlinn stood up, rather quickly, in attempt to not make her hands all too sandy.

After whiping the sand that did reach them off on her dress, who was so dirty due to sand and salty water she'd probably never wear it again, Aslinn sticked one of her hands out, friendly announcing "I'm Ashlinn." and waiting for his in return. A small breeze began to play a little with her salt hair, slapping it across her face and making her taste salt again. It didn't really matter. Ashlinn liked the sea.

Note: I could see these two come good friends or a little more.

[mcmarti99]

I let my hand lay on the girl's shoulder until after she responded. Her skin was so soft, even though, judging by the wetness of her dress she had just been swimming. Her blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight that beamed down on her, almost giving her a glow. She let go of her knee's which she had pulled close to her face. She looked out into the sea, and my eyes followed hers. It was a hot day, and the sea looked even better than it did when I was looking at it for the first time today. Her eyes trained on me, and mine trained on her. Yes, I am. I had been caught in this trap before, asking a girl if they were okay, getting a 'yes' and then it ends up they are not okay. Though, she seemed to be telling the truth, I knew to be very cautious with my words after that. She smiled, showing me her white teeth. I smiled back as she stood up. She stood pretty quickly and one thing popped into my head. Boyfriend. This made my smile slowly turn into a frown. I wasn't planning on flirting with her or anything, but now it would be awkward, even if we were just friends. I respected the whole boyfriend thing, but she just looked so small and fragile I couldn't help thinking she needed a gentle guy like me. These thoughts automatically made me giggle to myself. I smirked a little, restoring part of my smile back to my face. I joined her standing up.

She wiped her hands on her dress, which was already sandy and wet. I wondered why she would go swimming in a dress, though I wasn't completely stumped. For one, that wasn't important, and two, I had swam in my shirt many times before. She looked down at her dress, and seemed to be snarling at the fact it was so dirty and wet. My smile grew wider. I'm Ashlinn. She said very friendly. Maybe I was wrong, maybe this boyfriend thing was all in my head. She reached out her hand and I grabbed it, trying not to squeeze it too hard. I looked down at our hands, and then back up at her. She seemed to be waiting for a response. Oh. I'm Ashton. Ashton Micheals. I said, while moving our hands up and down. Geez, if she had a boyfriend I really hope he wasn't seeing this. I thought, as I couldn't get myself to let go of her hand. Good to meet you. Smooth. I thought to myself. This was such a friendly introduction. But did I want more than that?

Note: I noticed that you said in your signature that you would be gone from the seventeenth till the first. But I hope we can get at least one more post in if you have time. Do we keep going when you come back?

[Guilietta]

Ashlinn Fireheart

After Ashlinn had announced she was okay, or perfectly fine in her case, she could read a quick frown on the face of the boy she'd just met. It'd been a little onexpected, and it made Ashlinn wonder why. Had she, in the end maybe said a bit to hash that she was fine? But as soon as they'd stood up it was gone again, and Ashlinn wasn't sure whether it had even been there or it had just been her own imagination.

So she didn't bother to replace her smile for anything else and simply listened to the guy, pronouncing his name. Ashton. It was a pretty name Ashlinn couldn't help thinking when she heared Ashton say it. Ashton and Ashlinn, it sounded funny together like that. Immediately Ashlinn felt a bit ashamed for that kind of thoughts. Simply ignoring them, she shaked Ashton's hand. She somehow couldn't let go of his, making the whole shaking hands-thing way longer then it should. "Good to meet you." Ashton said, and simply out of politness Ashlinn then freed her hand, finally letting go of his strong hand, feeling a little awkward afterwards.

"So," Ashlinn then began, throwing a playfull smile at Ashton. "Shall we swim?" This was nothing for Ashlinn, really. Being around people she barely knew, and asking them to swim with her. But this boy...