Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow (Serena)

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I could get used to this whole fall thing. I think that every year. Literally every year when fall rolls around, I find myself thinking this same thing. Another reaping down, another year to work my tail off for the next one. I’m sixteen now which means I can hold a part time job to help support my family, but I doubt I will do that. I will probably keep doing what I have been. I will keep going with my career training, and continue trying to be the best influence I can on my siblings. But right now that is all far from me. The only thing that matters right now is the ground beneath my feet, and the beach that waits at the end of my run. It’s around midday and the heat that remains let’s me know that summer has not quite ended. Sweat rolls down face and back as I turn down the street. The aqua blue surf emerges on the horizon as I continue over the cap of a hill, down into the area where I live. The houses are larger here, and the people snootier. My house is the most run down of all of them, but it is still home. My brothers and sisters are all gone for the day. My oldest sister has taken them away, so when I finish my run by climbing the stairs to my front door, I’m not surprised by the silence that hits my ears.

My house always wreaks of alcohol thanks to my dad, but my nose is almost dead to the smell at this point. I turn to the right and enter the kitchen, where I splash my face with water from the faucet. Dirty dishes are stacked a mile high in the sink, but once again, I don’t even give them a thought. I walk out through the back door and grab my surfboard that is leaned against the house immediately to my left. Nothing is quite as relaxing to me as surfing. I learned from dad years ago, before he became a worthless drunk. No, I’m the only one in the house that knows how to surf, and I kind of like it that way. It allows for me time, and I enjoy what little of that I get. The sand rolls out from under my sandaled feet as I walk down the beach to the cove. My pack is light today. No books, no spare clothes –save the jacket and t-shirt that I was wearing earlier. The only thing in my pack besides these articles is a bottle filled with purified water, a sandwich, two apples, and a wax bar for my board. It could use it, I think. I plop down on the sand, about five yards from the water, lay the board across my lap, and pull the wax from the bag. A breath of relief leaves me as I begin to wax down the board, the sun passing by the midday mark. The waves are rolling in, and the day looks promising.

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Under the sea, I swim gracefully. Picking up pretty shells and other pretty rocks. There were corals, fishes, such as clown fish and dories swimming around. I picked up a shell that look like a cat's paw, I believe the shell is a cat's paw. After picking a few, I've decided to go back to the shore. I swam upwards where the water meets the air. Suddenly, I saw someone, he was busy waxing his surf board.



My dog Flounder was still sleeping above a huge rock just beside my bag, towel, and slippers. The waves were hitting the edge of the huge rock but she was sleeping soundly ignoring the salt water that sprinkles to her fur. I'm skin conscious person, so I rush to the rock, dried my skin and rubbed some lotion to protect it from the sun's rays. Then I grab my black tank top that was lying near my slippers and wear it. Well its black anyway so it doesn't matter if it gets wet. I'm all wet anyways, from my hair to my shorts, and down to my toes. I fix the ribbon of my suit that's now an inner wear, it was an aqua halter top, so I tighten up the ribbon.

My dog was still sleeping soundly, I quietly reach for my bag, when she suddenly woke up, her eyes wide open, she got startled, but she immediately recognized me so she calmed a little. Then she saw the guy who was busy waxing his board, she jumped off the rock and barked his direction.

I became surprised. "Flounder!" I scolded. "Hush! This is not the first time you saw a person, don't you?!" I say in my fierce voice. Flounder stopped, she flinched. I reach for my towel to dry my hair. After drying my hair, my eyes widened seeing Flounder hopped excitedly to the guy. I became scared that she might bite him, but the way she moves she's not producing an aggressive behavior but rather a friendly get to know behavior, she was even wagging her tail, like she wants to play.

"Flounder..." I muttered under my breath. I walked toward the guy and blocked Flounder with my legs. Now she's standing behind me. "Sorry about my dog... She's... I don't know? Acting weird..." I say to him.

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“ Oh well hey there….. girl,” I pause a little, scratching the large dog behind her ears, as I lean over to check her gender. I look back into her large face, that is almost even with mine. Her breath stinks, but I don’t mind; the smell of the salt sea over-powers just about everything. Suddenly, before I can really notice that she had approached, a pair of legs, obviously belonging to a female, step between me and the dog. I look up at her as she begins to speak. "Sorry about my dog... She's... I don't know? Acting weird..." My over confident side comes out as I look up at the girl, who would appear to be about my age. I feel like I have seen her around, maybe at school, or maybe it has just been here at the beach. Either way, I slide the board off my lap, and push up off the sand, brushing the loose amounts of it off my shorts. At this point, I realize that I stand almost a full foot taller than her, which causes me to laugh a little to myself. I look down at the girl, reaching for my board.

“ Oh it’s fine. She’s just a big sweetheart isn’t she,” I smile at the girl, allowing my dimples to flash a little, while leaning a little forward and around the girl to allow the dog to sniff my hand and scratch her again. “ I’m Kyler by the way. I figured you should probably at least know the name of the guy that is petting your dog.” Looking from the dog to the girl, I suddenly find myself caught up by the bright quality of her eyes. I have never seen anyone with eyes that color, so I find myself staring a little bit. I shake my head, still scratching the dog that has wandered out from behind the girl a little. I adjust the board under my arm before looking back up to the girl. “ So….. how’s the water today? You look like you’ve been swimming…” I blurt this awkwardly, trying to kill the silence that was lingering. I reach up midsentence and lightly touch the exposed part of her swimsuit on the back of her neck. Hopefully she doesn’t find me too awkward, after all it is really difficult for careers to make friends.

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Flounder is a sweet, loving, and very concerned dog, she's over protective at times when she feels that I'm in a situation that's being threatened. But though she's my protector, everyday companion, my best friend, my baby girl, sometimes I even call her boss because there are times she decides on what's best for me or what's best for us, and I completely respect that. But there are situations that I decide, and she submits to me in my decision. She's also a submissive dog. Like now, the way I blocked her from the guy with my legs, I watch her reaction. She sat patiently and looked up to me with her tongue stuck out, waiting for my next move and command. That's how I raised her, every time I block her with my legs or hands, it means stop. Behave.

“Oh it’s fine. She’s just a big sweetheart isn’t she,” The guy said to me, smiling, and allowing his dimples to flash a little. I was stunned by his dimples. Then I noticed his eyes, both of his eyes were emerald green it actually match his brown hair. Not much people own emerald green eyes too, it was so familiar and it was the perfect opposite of my aquamarine eyes. Hmm... I know I haven't seen him before, or I did? Those dimples are familiar to me because not everyone has one and I'm a very observant person in terms of uncommon, Wait- Where have I seen him before?? In school?? In the street?? I couldn't help but look at his dimples and eyes. Then he leans forward a little forward to allow Flounder to sniff his hand and scratch her again. Now I break away from looking at him. "Yes, she is a sweetheart, that's what I call her besides of her name." I laughed, as I overpower my mind from thinking that he is familiar to me that I have seen him before but where? I adjusted my right leg so Flounder can pass, and I was making a gesture to Flounder that I allow her to go near the guy.

“I’m Kyler by the way. I figured you should probably at least know the name of the guy that is petting your dog.” He said, looking from Flounder to me, then he got caught of something, he stared into my eyes but then he shakes his head, and scratched Flounder that have already wandered off behind me. "I'm Serena." I said, smiling. He adjusted his board, and he was taller than me. Well, yah... Frankly speaking I'm pretty small. It made me laugh a little in the inside.

“So….. how’s the water today? You look like you’ve been swimming…”He said to me, as he touched the ribbon of my exposed suit. "The water's fine, just like how it is everyday. I love swimming, it's my hobby and also sport besides of figure skating. But I only skate in a frozen pond near our home. So it's seasonal." I said, answering his question and sharing a few background about myself. "I always come here after my work from the fish port and tradings from the square of district four." I shared. "The beach is my favorite place, but today my other twin sisters aren't here." Yes, twin sisters with the "s" because we are triplets, just like Flounder, she has siblings namely Shelly and Sandy who belongs to my two other twins. The wind was now blowing, it somehow cooled my skin down, and my natural light golden brown hair with blond tips is quite damp and hopefully the air dries it immediately.

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I listen as she talks about her sisters and her dog, and figure skating. I feel the wind picking up as I stand back upright, finally stopping scratching the dog. A chill runs up my spine, not because the air is cold, but rather because I know what the wind means. A wind that strong off the water means the swell is about to pick up, and that just gets me all kinds of excited. I look into her bright blue eyes as she speaks, half-listening as I often do. As I go to once again adjust the board under my arm, I hear a small rustle and look down to my right to see Flounder, her nose burrowed into my pack. I don’t doubt for a second that my sandwich is now gone, or will be in a matter of seconds. I raise an eyebrow at the dog, laughing out loud a little at how ridiculous she looks, my open back completely enveloping her head. I shrug and turn back to Serena, stuff like that has never gotten under my skin, and this time is no different.

I flick my tongue against my lip, a small tick I picked up as a child. I do this every time I speak, though most people probably don’t notice it because it is such a small movement. I stick my board into the sand, and lean against it, the sand from chest falling off as it brushes the edge of the board. I look at Serena smiling very wide now. “ So, Serena, do you surf?” I say this casually, watching the dog still routing around inside my backpack. The sun peeks out from behind the clouds, glinting off my emerald green eyes as I look at Serena waiting for her response. I still can’t help but notice how pretty this girl is, but I try not to let that control the conversation, or my behavior. Besides, a girl this pretty has to have a girlfriend, there is no way she doesn’t. I shake this off, not literally, but mentally I shake the thought, and continue to look from the dog to Serena when I notice it. The bandage that had been on my shoulder is lying in the sand, right next to the imprint my butt had left. About the time I realize this, I feel the sting of air and sand on the cuts and rug burn on my shoulder. I look over my shoulder, eyeing the wound with distaste.

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Then I noticed Flounder, she snooped into Kyler's bag. My eyes popped wide open, so I went back to my bag and grabbed out Flounder's treats that was inside a zip-lock. “ So, Serena, do you surf?” Kyler asked. I smiled, that was something I never experienced and I am too scared to try. I shook my head in respond. "I don't. I haven't tried surfing." I said. His emerald eyes was staring into mine and I can't help but look into his luring vortex for I haven't seen much people own a pair of bright green eyes. Then I snapped. I should. It would be awkward. I clicked my tongue twice to call Flounder's attention.

"Here, girl." I called. Flounder stopped snooping in Kyler's pack. She looked at me and she was eating the sandwich. My eyes were in shock. Definitely. Flounder ran toward me, her eyes locked in the dog biscuits that I am holding. "Why did you eat the his sandwich?? You've been a bad girl." I bent down to her. I didn't spank her but I tapped her nose with slight force. She whimpered as a sign that she's apologizing. Then I gave her the biscuits.

I look up to Kyler. "I'm sorry about the sandwich." I said to him, raking my hair behind because the wind was crazy. "I'll just replace that, maybe make you one or treat you somewhere else?" I said, feeling embarrassed, that my dog ate his sandwich.

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This girl just offered to make me a sandwich. This day just keeps getting better doesn’t it. I’m careful not to let this idea show on my face. Instead, I decide to play it off, like I’m still mister cool. Truth is the exact opposite, but she doesn’t need to know that yet. Instead, I much prefer that she believe me to be the cocky, goofy, half-jerk I tell everyone I am. So, with a slight chuckle, pulling my left arm across my chest, clutching it to my right bicep, I stop leaning against the surfboard and look down for a second, throwing on my “sexy” face. It’s nothing special truth be told, but I like to think it’s special. It starts with me standing like I am, my left bicep slightly flexed, and my head looking down to the left. I look up kind of slowly, smiling a little, my eyes squinted just a little. I nod as I look at Serena, knowing she isn’t going to go for this. But then again, that is half the fun of the chase.

” Yeah, I suppose I could use another sandwich. That was going to be my lunch, but Flounder looks like she needed more than I did.” I look over the dog, sitting contently by Serena’s side. She really is a beautiful creature, the dog, and the girl I guess. I squint a little, the smile disappearing from my face. Initially I had thought we would just walk back to my house and use the sandwich “materials” I had there, but I forgot a couple details. The first, my house is a pit. It’s embarrassing to have people there. I thought I would die when I first took my “tutor” Jason there, and he’s a dude. I can’t imagine taking a cute girl there. The second is significantly darker. I know for a fact that my dad will be home on his lunch break. The drink-ass will be lounging in his chair in the living room. He will hear us come in, and my luck he’ll find a reason to throw me around again. Not worth it, I finally decide. I’m not going to invite myself to her house, mostly because that is just rude. The market. That’s close. I have some money on me from the allowance Jason gives me. That could work. About the time this thought crosses my mind it’s been a long time since either of us said anything. I realize also, that I have been staring just past Flounder, not blinking.

“ What do you say we take a hike over to the market, buy some stuff for lunch, and come back here. We’ll make a picnic out of the deal. And who knows, maybe I’ll show what you been missing out on.” I say that last part tapping my board with my fingers on my right hand. I smile again, throwing on the sexy face just a little this time. I stand up to my full height, looking down at the girl, smiling again. Something about this girl just makes me smile. More than most people any way. I flick my head in the direction of the town, and the market. ” So what do you say? “

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”Yeah, I suppose I could use another sandwich. That was going to be my lunch, but Flounder looks like she needed more than I did.” Kyler said as he threw some sleek smile at me. Well, I just smiled. "Good." I said. Then I shook my head a little as I look at Flounder who sat contently by my side. "You are one of a kind, Flounder." I said to her while I fold the zip-lock that has few biscuits. I stood up and went to my bag to keep the left over dog biscuit. Flounder jumped happily as she followed me to the rock where my things are.

“What do you say we take a hike over to the market, buy some stuff for lunch, and come back here. We’ll make a picnic out of the deal. And who knows, maybe I’ll show what you been missing out on.” Then he made that sleek smile to me again. I placed a hand to my hip. I raised a brow at him while I smile, slightly tilting my head. "Show me what I shouldn't be missing out on." I said, in my most challenged voice. "And Market is good. I know people who sells what we need." I said in respond, well, I know a lot from the market, most people there are the ones who I trade with, maybe we can get a few percent off of what we need.

” So what do you say? “ Kyler asked.

"Sounds good to me." I replied. I grab my slippers above the rock, it was already dry, I dust off the sand that are sticking to me, then I wore my white loose sweater to cover my skin. I'm not used walking in town showing off my bare skin, my legs will do fine, I'm wearing shorts anyway. I took my purse out of my small bag. I'm leaving my things, not much people come here anyway and there's nothing inside my bag, just my towel, doggy biscuit, lotion, and bottled water.