Behind every smile is a reason to fake it//kire

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The ring of the bell signaled it was the end of the school day. Kids would pour out of all doors in seconds, but Austin didn't rush to get home, he never did. In fact, today he wasn't going home for awhile, there wasn't any point. After waving goodbye to the remaining pool of kids around the campus, he made his way down to the beach. He was wearing simple attire, a sweatshirt, sleeves rolled up to his sleeves, with jeans, since it was a colder day.

Not many people went straight to the beach after school, they had studies they wanted to do good on. Austin knew whatever he did he wouldn't be able to improve, no matter how hard he tried; So going to the beach after school was a good way to let himself by himself. The sun was just now starting to shift it's horizon from a blazing yellow, to palette of reds, pinks and oranges. It was always beautiful to watch, it would sooth anyone's troubles for the short while it lasted.

With each passing wave filtered with the sunsets shades, Austin would take several steps until he found a spot underneath a tree's who's leaves branched over, acting as natural shields from the weather. In one hand, he held a crumpled paper of another impossible assignment, harsh red ink labeling it with a "C- Again". Why can't I do good on anything? Why am I so stupid...? I'm pathetic. These thoughts were only repeats of what he tells himself everyday. Removing his backpack, he tosses it to the side, the sand taking in it's shape. Allowing the warmth of the sand engulf him as the laid himself on the the ground, he would just cry.

I study so hard... Why can't I ever do good? Why? What am I doing wrong? Bringing his hands to his eyes to wipe the tears, he could hear someone else coming, the crunch of grainy sand beneath each step assuring this. sitting up, he would snap his head from side to side, to notice it was a girl. He just stared at her, with his fresh tear swollen eyes. Who was she?

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SORRY IT'S SO BAD, LOL. HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN A LONG TIME. I PROMISE YOU I'LL WRITE BETTER KIRE. PLS DON'T HATE ME.

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It had only been a few minutes since school had ended, (and the wonderful relief that came from exiting those doors had given her energy that she hadn't had before.) The beach called her name, the whisper of the waves and the wind that rolled along their tops drawing her towards the endless water. Breathing deeply, she smelled the crisp and salty scent of the ocean and sighed as she relaxed. There was no place she enjoyed more, (except maybe beside her brothers on their father's boat.) They rarely went out together anymore and she missed it.

Before she stepped onto the sand she had already stripped off her shoes and socks, walking in bare feet now that she was no longer required to have footwear. (The sand felt warm under her feet, enticing her to walk yet further to the water.) For a moment she walked forward in silence, listening to the waves as she closed her eyes and just followed the sound. When she felt the sand beneath her feet start to grow heavier, being somewhat wet from the spray, she opened her eyes and tossed her backpack to the side, her shoes and socks and belt following. Even though it was a colder day she still didn't mind. The water was her place of life, and even in the winter she would swim in it.

Today wasn't even that bad, and she undid her hoodie and jeans, sliding them off, (her shirt following as she stood there in underwear that anyone watching would mistake for a bikini.) With no care for what clothing she still wore, she walked forward into the water with little more than a soft gasp at the temperature. When she had gone far enough she lifted her hands over her head and dove forward, submerging herself completely under the cold water. Staying under until she couldn't hold her breath any longer, she broke the surface of the water with a laugh of delight. (Oh how she had missed the water's caress while in the dry building of school, now she was at ease.)

Satisfied, and feeling refreshed, she walked out of the surf and back onto the beach. She hadn't brought a towel or anything to dry herself off with, so she substituted with wringing out her hair and flicking as much of the water off of her as possible. (What would made her cold wasn't the water itself, but the air that hit her now that she was out in the open.) Feeling she was as dry as she could be, she grabbed her clothes and pulled them on, starting with her jeans before putting on her shirt and tucking herself deep into her hoodie. (She muttered about the wind being cold, but still didn't regret going in for that dip.)

It wasn't until she made her way over to one of the trees near the edge of the beach that she noticed the shape of the boy laying there. A moment's hesitation - (had he seen her?) - kept her from going over to him but eventually she forced herself to keep walking forward. From the look of it his eyes were closed anyway, (an after school nap perhaps,) so he probably hadn't noticed. Only when she was a few feet away did she realize that his eyes, now open, were red and slightly puffy. (Had he been crying, and why?) Nevermind, it was none of her business. Silently, she took up a seat a few paces from him, huddling into her hoodie against the cold, once more cursing the wind. Wryly, she smiled to herself, if he had seen her he must think she was insane for swimming on a day like this. Well, she supposed she was a little crazy, but isn't everybody?

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Austin didn't greet the girl; he just eyed her from head to toe wondering how long she had been there, wondering what she had seen. At first glance, it did look like he had been crying. His eyes red and puffy, his nose constantly running. He decided to just not think about it for now, he just let loose a deep sigh, staring out into horizon in front of him.

It's funny how relatable the ocean is to people. Even though one is living and one is simply a part of nature, they both have emotion. Sometimes calm, sometimes unpredictable. You could tell when the ocean was happy- calm waves, gleaming green and blue - But also when it is sad- waves barely visible to the eye, seaweed seeping into the beautiful waters like an infectious disease.

Austin lay there, staring up at the sky, as the night finally settled in; Stars taking their rightful place as beacons of hope on a hopeless black background. (Minutes? Hours? Seconds?) passed before Austin decided to take notice of the girl. If she didn't want anything to do with him, she wouldn't have come so close. Maybe she needed his help, he was inclined to if she did.

Filling his lungs with the fresh salty beach air, he turned his head with a lively smile, his eyes less swollen but nearly just as red. "Hey, what's your name? I'm Austin." he shifted his position, moving a few paces closer to her, noticing her hair was in strands- wet but drained. "You alright? isn't it abit cold to be swimming today?" He asked, she would be able to feel the genuine care that comes with him. Maybe this girl was a little bit crazy, she was smiling quite strangely at herself. But nobody was really crazy to Austin. They were unique.

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She could feel his eyes on her, (a gaze full of curiosity and questions he probably wasn't going to ask.) It was fine, (let him stare,) she was confident enough that she would be able to knock some sense into his head if he did anything stupid. As for what stupid counted for, well that was something he was going to have to figure out. She heard him sigh, (like the release of thoughts,) and glanced out of the corner of her eye at him. He sat with his head raised, looking at the ocean, though she had no idea what his thoughts might be.

Turning her gaze away from the boy, she breathed a deep breath of the cold, salty air and sighed. A moment passed where her eyes were closed, just drinking in the sound of the waves and the feeling of the sand beneath her. When she opened them she noticed it had grown darker even in the mere minute that she had covered her vision. (There were faint stars appearing in the sky and the moon was almost perfectly visible.) A shiver passed through her as the wind blew harder than it had before, slicing through her hoodie and making her wet hair become freezing cold.

Movement in the corner of her eye made her look over at the boy, who now had turned his head to look at her. She noted that his eyes weren't as swollen, even if they hadn't grown any less red. "Hey, what's your name? I'm Austin." She turned her head now, looking straight at him instead of from the side. Instead of replying, she let the silence sit as she waited for him to fill it. (Maybe he would give her a better question to answer.) "You alright? Isn't it a bit cold to be swimming today?" (Well, it was another question, even if it wasn't any better than the first.)

She supposed she should answer him, before he thought she was rude or crazy or mute or something. (Oh wait, he already thought she was crazy, scratch that one off the list then.) Her gaze full of a somewhat mysterious light, like she was putting on the effect of being enigmatic, she replied. "My name is Siren. I'm quite alright, and if you must know the water was actually quite nice." She paused a moment, her voice becoming very quiet as she muttered, "It's just this damn wind that's cold." Not knowing if he had heard her or not, she looked away to gaze at the ocean again and began to rock side to side in time with the waves that started to smother the beach. Even as she did, her gaze was still on the boy beside her, (waiting to see if he was going to ask her another stupid question.)

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She seemed annoyed at him, for asking such questions. But Austin didn't mind. Just simply starting a conversation with the girl made him happy enough. He couldn't find himself to keep direct eye contact with the girl; somehow the sun setting and the colours that filled the sky only minutes before gone, made the moonlight shining down made the girl's face appear somewhat eerily more insane. Silence filled each empty gap of conversation, it seemed like she thought before she spoke, keeping each of her answers to his questions a suspense.

As Austin was about to give up on conversation, his ears twitched at the sound of her voice, her breaking the silence so abruptly and sudden- yet mysterious. "My name is Siren. I'm quite alright, and if you must know the water was actually quite nice." she said, Austin thinking that's all she was going to say parted his lips to speak, but he stopped as soon as he heard Siren continue on, but now quieter, in a near whisper. The words were muttered, so if he didn't listen carefully he wouldn't catch everything she was trying to say. "It's just this damn wind that's cold." she turned her head back towards the water, as a smooth breeze rolled in. Even with an extra layer on he could feel how icy the wind was; and after swimming in that water, he could only imagine how cold she was.

"Do you want my hoodie? I'd hate for you to get sick or something." He never quite stopped looking at her, the red in his eyes now dispersed. He honestly didn't know how to feel about Siren. She seemed like a person who was used to being by herself, used to taking care of herself. Perhaps people who tried to offer company and care like Austin were simply a nuisance.

Before waiting for an answer, Austin decided to remove his sweatshirt. It was not much thicker then the one she appeared to be wearing, but it was something. (he was still wearing a t-shirt underneath, of course.) Offering it to her with his left hand, he still held his disappointing assignment in his right. He had forgotten about it once he started talking to her, of course until now. Taking in a deep breath through his nose to help him relax, (and not cry again.) he ended his offer with words. "Here, just take it. I know you're freezing."

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It wasn't even a few moments of silence before Andrew, (or whatever his name was,) broke the silence. She had been trying to focus less effort on talking and more effort on keeping warm, (but if he wasn't going to allow her to do that she supposed he would have to learn that she wasn't the kind of person who talked for hours,) especially with a stranger. "Do you want my hoodie? I'd hate for you to get sick or something." She glared at the sand for a moment, hearing his words. Did he think she wasn't strong enough to cope with the cold, or something?

She turned her head, eyes changing from annoyed to calm, she took him in, (realizing that he was offering to give up his only jacket to her for warmth.) There must be some sort of gratefulness in her eyes, (because she definitely felt thankful that he would do it,) even if she tried to keep from showing it. She was tough, and she liked to keep up the image that she was tough, but the one thing that could break her down with ease was a cold breeze after she had gone swimming. It didn't matter if it was the hottest summer day, if there was a cold breeze she would end up being freezing, going to huddle under about three towels and having to put on heavy clothing afterward.

What she saw when she looked at him was that he was stripping off his jacket, leaving just a t-shirt covering his torso. She snapped her jaw shut before it could loosen and give her surprise away, (it was odd for someone to actually do something like this for her,) normally they would just tell her to get a jacket or ignore her. That was the problem with being aloof, people left you alone even when you needed them, and she ended up needing people more than she realized. Like this boy, (who she would have never talked if he hadn't spoken to her,) who was helping her even when she tried to deny that she needed it. This boy that was now holding out his hoodie to her as he sat there in just a t-shirt and jeans, waiting for her to take it.

She watched as he took a deep breath, wondering if he was preparing himself to be snubbed. At this point, (however much she wanted to keep up her tough image,) she couldn't refuse the extra warmth. Just before she took it, he spoke, sealing the deal with his words. "Here, just take it. I know you're freezing." She hesitated there, trying not to immediately grab the hoodie - trying to hold up the image of control that was right now being blown away with every puff of wind. It wasn't a long time that she held onto herself and she soon snatched the jacket from the boy's hands, throwing it over herself and pulling her arms through the sleeves. It was still warm from the boy's body heat and she almost instantly felt herself grow warmer.

Lifting her gaze to his, holding a steady and clear contact between them for the first time, she smiled. She pulled the boy's, (Austin's, she remembered now that his name was Austin,) hoodie more around her, not zipping up the front in order to pull the front as far as she could and overlap it. Still smiling, she looked away for a moment before returning her gaze to his. "Thanks," (she didn't know what to add, so she stayed quiet for a few more seconds, trying to think of what to say,) "it really is helping." It wasn't the most impressive thing to say, but she wanted to be truthful and it really was helping. The last of the shivers trickled down her spine as her body warmed up, the two hoodies keeping the wind out. Though she didn't notice, she was still smiling at him.

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