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How did I find myself in a Flynn's Toyota Prius heading straight for Cresent Beach even though we mutually agreed upon the Castillo? Oh, I know. I was duped! The moment Flynn set off in the direction of the communal student parking lot, I should have known something was off. We only had to walk with our own two feet to get to the Castillo. There was no need to remind ourselves that the lot given to students to jam their precious vehicles together like they did their backpacks was far too minuscule to accommodate the student populous. I also didn’t like that I had opted to let my parents keep my car as a second emergency vehicle instead of taking the hunk of metal with me. Sure, I wasn’t really out of place with my bike in Florida, because believe me there are a lot more bikes stuffed into the tip of Florida than I had ever seen in my life in Illinois, but I did enjoy having a set of wheels to just travel. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbrf4m2t95S
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“Umm, Flynn?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRAskTpWHvK
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“Don’t worry your pants off, Emily. We’re still going to the Castillo. I just thought it would be a good idea to get a grocery haul while we’re out.” Flynn defended her actions with a perfectly reasonable counter motive. I should have seen right through her rouse. Especially with that devil’s grin. A dimple popped at the corner of her lip.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvl0c1b2WVu
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“Okay, okay. I have some stuff to get, too. Lemme in.” I pulled open the door to Flynn’s car once we safely navigated the conglomeration of cars. Inside, there were papers and wrappers littered everywhere, and I needed to dig out a spot to sit in relative cleanliness. The car smelled of coffee, but not the good type. More of the type that sat out in 80 degree weather to curddle and then dry into a type of cracked lake of fake cream and sugar. I immediately hit the switch that rolled down the window and breathed fresh air. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡShOxphGj1T
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“Don’t be so dramatic,” Flynn groaned. She shut her door and pressed the power button, bringing the engine to a gentle tremble. I shifted and nearly crunched a wad of paper at my feet, all of which had the rainbow pen marks from Professor Drockleheimer. I rolled my eyes.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV2RFieUkUn
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“I think I am appropriately dramatic. Didn’t we just clean this car up?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1n6Ay9shaJ
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“Don’t judge. Einstein was said to be super messy, and he was a genius.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjirpqJdNET
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“That is an overused excuse. Plus, his mess was a sort of, organized disorder. Yours is…” I saw that something sticky had spilled in the middle glove compartment and had accrued indistinguishable hairs and pieces of food. “Yours is nothing close to resembling Einstein levels.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK2STgebJRL
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“Whatever. I’ll clean it later,” said the girl who just looked so out of place in her gunky den of grocery bags and half eaten pastries. She honestly would have been well suited to a castle dining hall with servants hurrying to fill her silver goblet or something regal like that.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3UgO3gJksE
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“Hey, it’s not my car. I just like clean oxygen for lungs and nose purposes.” I mock punched her in the arm and her stoic glare at the road turned into a charming chuckle. How could people not see the glimmer to her skin when she was genuinely happy like that? Either I was exceptionally observant or I was the only one who really could see. Judging by my dismal Helper life, then I’m guessing the former. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiJ4SoVbEOI
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We were able to gracefully navigate the tight streets with ease. I think it was because the students were nestled in their dorms getting ready for their imminent doom via finals. And to say the traffic wasn’t bad would be lying. There would always be tourists from all the fabrics of the world clambering into the red trollies and horse drawn carriages and flooding the gift shops along St. George Street that were a staple in St. Augustine. There was never a dull moment when driving the narrow pathways, that was sure. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHc7myXMtXx
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Just as I was about to relax in my soft seat, I noticed that Flynn had entered into the lane leading to the Bridge of Lions. I sat up sharply and looked at Flynn with what I knew was the offended puppy dog face.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSQX4jsMEGD
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“You’re going into the wrong lane,” I said even though I knew that she knew what she was doing. That dimple had popped again, outing her. She kept her mouth shut, her eyes right on the seashell lined road. The salty ocean air had lazily curled itself into the car, hanging heavily around my head. It must had felt the are way with Flynn, too, because her eyelids were fluttering as if she were in a trance. Bad. This was bad. “Come on, this wasn’t the plan. Castillo and then groceries. Not beach and then get in trouble. Your mom wouldn’t want this, Flynn.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzTotm6mRc
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“Emily, you haven’t even met my mom. Besides, like I said, I won’t be going into the ocean. I just want to look at it is all.” Flynn chanced looking at me when we stopped at the drawbridge. A schooner was passing underneath like it had all the time in the world, leaving us time to talk. “I don’t know why the ocean is worse than drugs or alcohol or whatever to my mom and now you, but I think normal people are okay at just looking at the ocean. It’s not like I’m going to die or anything.” She patted my knee reassuringly. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeo8wbpuPGF
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“Never should have told you about Crescent Beach,” I mumbled as I set my head on the window. My parents and I used to go there all the time, and I told Flynn all about it before I heard her story about her mom never wanting her to go into the ocean. If I knew how much my memories would fuel her sudden cravings to “just look at the ocean,” I would have traveled to the past to smack myself. In fact, I would have zoomed through time to do a lot of things differently.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnwgLRbl0aj
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Like when Adrienne first told me she could speak with the trees. As the drawbridges settled back into place to let the aggravated drivers back onto the passage to Anastasia Island, I let myself recall Adrienne.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR5CXukMJq6
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Now, this was my first Helper gig. I had to get the whole disbelief factor out of the way. We had been friends for six years, then. I was thirteen and she was fourteen. She knew that my first crush was when I was four. His name was Scar and he had temporarily had reign over the Pride Lands. She swore she would never tell a soul, keeping the secret to death and beyond. I just so happened to know that she adored mixing melted cheese and ketchup to dip her fries in. I always defended her choice of cuisine when we ate in the cafeteria. A girl should be able to eat what tasted good to her, dang it! We painted our nails with cheap polish and talked about the latest botany book she pulled from the local library, and I would geek out on the history novel I bought from Barnes N’ Noble. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVlDub2rTWi
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So when she pulled me aside after a two hour round of playing the video game, Kingdom Hearts, I knew something was up. She never would have broken the sacred minimum playtime of three hours and skip out on anything related to the character, Riku. That was just sacrilege. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtOQdOFWodV
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“Emily, I have something…umm, very important to say.” Adrienne gulped and shakily grabbed a bottle of green mint tea from the nightstand. She never brought the drink to her lips. I think she just had to hold something. Anything. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwTK0EN7F0x
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Sensing her abrupt change, I set down the old controller and turned my entire body towards her. My usually plush and soft light blue comforter felt more like a bale of hay. Adrienne was worrying me. She blinked her honey brown eyes as she observed me over her long, straight nose. She was so pretty. Her mom was from India and her father was from Japan finding each other in Chicago with a whirlwind romance, and so Adrienne’s features were delicate and yet so fierce. High cheekbones, small and plump lips, not too tall but definitely filled out, and thick black hair that ended at her back. She was like an ethereal being just chilling out on my bed playing video games. But seeing as she was feeling bad about making me concerned, her eyebrows were doing a rare action where they crushed together like two large mountain ranges battling for dominance. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡllr7gHUWdv
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“Your eyebrows are doing that thing,” I commented. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ26Di4T9JgH
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She frowned and I sighed. Whenever I was nervous, I would just say whatever was on my mind. It was a bad habit, and I was doing my best to contain my odd quirks at that age, but Adrienne had me super aware that something just was not right. “What is it, En?” En was my nickname for her. It was difficult to truly find a better shortening of her name, so we settled for En. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdU3eDBX3Cv
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“Just promise not to…not to think that I’m weird or anything. And don’t get mad. And super just don’t think I’m crazy,” she said in her low, smooth voice. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrC8J2uTxPd
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“I promise,” I agreed automatically. I trusted Adrienne with my life. At least, if we were in a life or death situation, I was utterly certain Adrienne would take a laser beam for me, and then I would take it for her, and then her for me. You get the point. Whatever she had to tell me, I could accept. Even so, my palms and bottoms of my feet were becoming sweaty. Why did she have to look so serious? Was she going to tell me that she had a crush on a senior? Were they going out? How scandalous, but still something I could handle. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvA5rpSXcOI
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“Emily, I can talk to trees.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiFc7eVrKNh
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Silence. Well, outside of my body there was silence. The inside was a different story. The blood in my veins was rushing wildly through my entire circulatory system like rapids. I heard the melodic thumping of my heartbeat in my eardrums. Bump ba bump, faster and faster. I could practically feel my pupils widening like a camera lens shutter after shutter. The sweaty palms and feet spread to my stomach, back, and neck. Oh, and my brain. My brain was on overdrive. And from the looks of it, Adrienne was suffering the same symphonic torment within her own skin. She had to put away her green mint tea to keep from spilling the liquid from how much she shook.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEefDFkKzcE
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“Say something, Emily.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1VomHrohPc
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“S-Something.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPrrxs323ex
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“No, not. Come on. You know what I mean.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGitLym573Z
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“What, um. I…geez…can you explain it more?” I stalled. If she kept talking, I could try and figure out if this was a joke or not. The mountain eyebrows were scrunching even more and she brought her thumb to her lips to nibble at the edge of her fingernail.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2w8gYlePj
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“I, gosh, I haven't said this out loud to anyone,” she laughed nervously. Her attention flitted everywhere; to my nightstand with our drinks, to the floor where my fluffy black cat, Gwendolyn, snoozed, to the paused game on the television screen, and then finally directly, and intensely on me. I could have gulped but my throat had suddenly gone dry.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPYtyt8kd9G
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“But I trust you, Em.” Em. That was my nickname. That way were for En n’ Em. One without the other and we would be some odd syllable standing alone. “I could, hear, the trees speaking with each other since I was three. I told my parents, because what sane three-year-old would think to keep talking to tree a secret for her parents? Not me,” she sighed and then shrugged. “They thought that the Chicago atmosphere was messing with my head. We moved here immediately, taking me away from the only friends I had. The trees. After that, I never ever told anyone, anyone one at all, what I could do.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCvIlYt0XT1
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“What changed?” I managed to mumble. “Why tell me now?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWjevP3ZVsV
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“W-well,” she stuttered and then turned pink. “Before, I just spoke with the trees. Nothing more. They told me how the soil was, what type of animal was around, how the weather was going to turn out. Stuff like that. I’d ask about the different people they’ve seen and how many lives they saw pass by them. They didn’t mind I was so nosy. Someone new was talking to them! But…but last year I met a willow tree when my parents and I drove around for fun out in the country. The willow tree, Akram, he. Um. I can see him.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxoHgMUCVbG
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“See him how?” Damn, I was doing an excellent job in sounding put together. If I wasn’t so jolted, I would have patted myself on the shoulder.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQnKqUZokns
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“The other trees just had voices. I heard them in my head. Nothing physical or anything. Akram, though, I immediately saw him outside of his willow tree next to a pond. He was transparent, so I knew not to let Mom and Dad know that they just walked past a tree spirit. I let them sit on the other side of the pond so I can talk to Akram. And when he spoke, I heard him outside of my ears, not inside my head. I can’t tell you how exciting that was. We talked up a storm, and not just dumb drivel. We spoke about life and the universe and the color of the sky and what that meant,” she swooned.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMsM5lwOGn8
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“What does a tree spirit look like?” I was surprised that Adrienne didn’t catch on that my responses were mechanic. To me, she was making up a story. To her, she was living a fairy tale. I wanted to believe her, but I couldn’t. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwxmmpzBSM
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“I’ve only ever seen Akram. He’s tall. Like, six foot three. He’s a lot like the elves from Lord of the Rings. Elegant, soft, long silver hair and vivid blue eyes. His skin is milky and he has long, pointed ears,” she was clambering to tell me everything all at once, and I struggled to piece together the man she was shaping with her words. “He has an even speaking voice, low and raw, but when he’s on a topic he really cares about, his gravel kind of smooths out. Like the rock tumbler we used in fifth grade. You know, like the peridot you gave me from class. Rough to shiny. If all the tree spirits have his appearance, the human race would be doomed.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7x6dJClFr6
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“He sounds like a dream come true.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtqe50xBln9
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“And that’s the reason why I had to tell you about me speaking with trees and all. Speaking to Akram specifically. Em, I think I’m falling in love with him.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRkgq9EFVvB
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My best friend. My best, best friend just told me that she was in love with a tree. What could I possibly say? I urged myself to open my mouth and reply with anything.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFiE7EnP6Ux
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“Does he feel the same way? Can you tell?” No. That was not what I wanted to ask. I didn’t want to encourage her. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzLVh4CVlwd
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“I don’t know. I’m fourteen and he’s two hundred and sixty three. To him, I’m a baby.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJLWtZDdKWn
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Great. Now my best friend was in love with a tree who happens to be a pedophile.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaYnv6SV0as
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“Can I meet him? You can translate tree mumbo jumbo for me, and then I can decipher his answers. Another pair of eyes couldn’t hurt.” Again, bad plan, me. What was I doing? And why was I feeling weird like I was covered in quick drying glue?912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9IVWeZVOdG
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Adrienne brightened. She was actually tearing up. No, no, no. The mountains had crumbled from her face and she was polished. Like peridot. My heart plummeted. “Oh, Em! Yes, I can get my parents to take us next week! God, this means, this means you believe me!” Her back straightened and she grinned and grinned. “You do, right? Right?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPGglz3BH1Q
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“I-I-I,” there were go. There was the nervousness. “I, I…”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKoPS29BhZO
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Flynn’s car stopped in a parking space next to the station where people go to the bathroom, change into swimsuits, and have a water spigot to rinse their sandy feet. I blinked about five times before completely dragging myself out of that memory of Adrienne’s expectant face, waiting for my answer. Hungry for it. To think that everything went wrong because of that one response. That one word that sealed my Helper fate for my entire life. It was my fault, wasn’t it? Flynn poked my side to get a reaction from me, and as I turned to poke her back, I knew that I had to make sure she wouldn’t so much as stick a toe in that damn ocean.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWwCw3djGGv
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“Let’s go!” Flynn squealed. She exited the car and barreled straight towards the boardwalk leading to the beach. I yelped and jumped from the car, making sure to lock the doors because Flynn had forgot. I rushed after her, letting the humidity and salt coat my throat, nose, and lungs. The air was therapeutic up to the point where it began to burn. Not so much happiness after that. Ouch!912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqxX2YEQ8Nj
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“Wait, Flynn!” I shouted through gritted teeth. She briefly spared me a devious glance behind her and then focused on the sand and shrubs under the boardwalk until the ocean bumbled into view. Faster and faster she ran, absorbing everything I was sure, until she saw it. When she found herself face to face with the object she had been denied for so long, all her life, she stopped dead in her tracks. There wasn't much time for her to gawk, thought. Yup, I slammed right into her with an oomph. We tumbled down to the bottom of the sandy hill, getting the stuff in our hair and cloths, but I don’t think Flynn minded. She was laughing. An enchanting sound in itself. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgJPvaZ3R51
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“The ocean!” She panted. “The ocean! Emily, I can see seagulls! Oh, look, pelicans. Sweet, are those dolphins way, way out there? Can you believe I’m at the freaking ocean?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb6PvVkQKUf
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“Yup. Fun times.” I got up, brushed myself off, and yanked Flynn to her feet by the arm. Now that I could see her better, I saw that she was crying. Weeping with joy. Oh no, not tears. Those were the right type of weapon against me. I scrubbed the back of my hand across my nose. “Let’s walk along the bank. That's it, though. No toe dipping allowed.” Adrienne turned to me, startled.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsuJLIc3cpF
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“Really?!” She almost barked.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJsy3dFhtt3
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“Yeah. Just don’t get in is all.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyXsR0A13Tr
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“I won’t. I promise. I just want to be near it. That;s all I've always wanted. Anyways, I can’t swim.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdVsMW1Ubqz
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Yet, I found myself thinking. I shook my head. No. Not Flynn. I’d keep her safe like I couldn't with Adrienne. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHkRYcY1wZo
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We avoided the crispy sunbathers and charging children kicking their sand castles down only to build new versions seconds later, and found a good path to walk along. I was closer to the ocean’s edge, which was about a good yard away. Even I felt the undeniable urge to jump in and splash about like a fool. Think about what Flynn had to go through. But there would be no relenting here. I lost Adrienne when I did that. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxME6lxM1ye
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“I feel so relaxed, like my whole life had been some jittery and unfocused blur. Everything here is so clear, though,” Flynn sighed. She held out her palms as if she were letting the whole world rest upon them, and smirked. “Maybe we can do our homework here. I think my grades would shoot up to a perfect 4.0.” 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA06j7IZ1H5
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“They’d drop if you’re this into sand in your pants.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBxSjQo8l7r
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There were a few other people up ahead. They had the unique air of ex-students who graduated the year before and were relishing the lack of tests, homework, books, and studying. One day, that would be me, too. The group was separated by a net, and they were passing a ball from one group to another. Volleyball. It looked fun and they were all smiling, but I knew that I would burn in a game like that. I shuddered from the thought of the spoiled P.E. classes from my lack of cardiovascular talent. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZFHWVOA2q3
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“Thank you for not getting mad at me,” Flynn said as she bumped my shoulder playfully. “I don’t know what was wrong with me. I was driven. Kind of went crazy.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfLpPLhvZQM
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One girl must have been as skilled at volleyball like I was and passed the ball way off course. A guy who was determined to pass it back ran after the ball at a rapid speed.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzUOWeyJzV
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“I can’t get mad at you, Flynn. Just don’t trick me like that again. You can find me pretty understanding and, erm, helpful.” My own little inside joke.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdpcKDvn3Pq
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He was all muscle in his legs, and so the guy was using too much force. And, wait, his trajectory was veering away from the ball. No! He was heading right for us! And if we were hit with that much force….912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTqBxj4UZkj
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“I know you are! But you were so hung up on my mom keeping me from the ocean, I just didn’t want to chance it. Yeah, I won’t do you like that again.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR70cLhF0aj
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“Flynn, watch out!”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd23cg06zCo
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Yeah. Yeah, as you might have guessed from the first mention of "volleyball" and "muscle legs," the guy crashed right into us. Flynn flew into me, and despite all of my efforts, I was flung onto the wet sand. Luckily, the water had only just receded. Not luckily, the water was coming back in the form of a two foot wave. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUrbCmDDnlE
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“Get up, Flynn. Hurry. Hurry!” I screamed. I scuttled underneath her, breathing heavily. She tried to move, but the volleyball guy was tangled in her hair. I felt my eyes burn as if they needed to cry, but the tears were stuck. No crying until Flynn was out. I told my body to move. To get up. The water was closing in on us. I saw the swirling waves as they frothed with white caps, churning the sand underneath its weight. The guy finally got up, apologizing but did not having the decent sense to help the girl he bowled over up. I growled and pushed at Flynn’s back. She budged only a little. “Please,” I almost whimpered.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL9mLsY5Sey
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Maybe it was the sound of my desperation that gave Flynn her gumption, I don’t know, but she at last heaved herself up. I moved, too, in awe that we might escape the ocean unscathed. I was slow, however. Yes, she got up, but her feet were still planted in the same spot she had fallen. I didn't catch that vital detail. When the water came, it barely tickled her ankles, yet that was all that needed to be done. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoZr3QHEhqG
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A flash of intense light poured and expanded from Flynn’s body from the contact point of ocean to skin. The light was a pure gold, and it illuminated all of Flynn’s features, making her already glimmering skin a sheet of sparkles. The guy and the volleyball party were all blinded, pawing at their eyes, but I could see everything clearly, probably because of my Helper afflication. I could see the ocean begin to writhe, churn, bubble, and then boil. I could feel the earth beneath us rumble in protest, creaking. The light continued to stream out of Flynn’s skin, a torrent of bright air waves. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUjRMdDgMD
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“Emily, what’s happening?” Flynn moaned. She was terrified, and I couldn’t blame her. I’ve seen some crazy stuff, and she must have seen my otherwise placid expression, thinking that my lack of astonishment meant that I knew what the hell was going on. I did not. Not exactly. I had an idea, though.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxSXh6fFAHf
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“I’m guessing this is why your mom didn’t want you in the ocean.”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtwDib8SpsX
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“I thought as much,” she answered sarcastically, “but, what should I do?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPWQQy0FUmZ
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“Get out of the water?”912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3lnxOqwAbc
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“Right.” She stepped away from the water, holding her breath. Nope. She was still glowing. “Dammit!” 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5fOvmAj1n
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“That’s right, 'dammit',” I groaned. While Flynn was extracting herself from the water, something in the far off depths of the ocean was making a peak form from the boiling torrents of angry waves. Something that had yet to break the surface. All that came to mind was that there was a torpedo spiraling over to annihilate us. There was no point in running. The thing was going too fast, and it was directed right at Flynn. She was too preoccupied in her glowy-ness. I bit my lip and tasted blood.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4l4Vx6XSW
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Well. It was nice living. My parents were the best parents anyone could ever have. I had four best friends. The ocean was lovely. The world was fulfilling if you gave it a chance. I shuddered and then relaxed. Alright. It would be okay.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyXRzILsEDg
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Time for the classic bait and switch, right?912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbGLBMFfoTl
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Swiftly, I ran to Flynn and pushed her away from the spot she seemed to be rooted to with all of the strength I possessed in every muscle fiber in my body, letting adrenaline do its job. She fell right back on top of volley ball guy who shouted in surprise since, right, he couldn’t see that coming. Flynn stared at me with hurt, but then that soon melted into shock and understanding. She must have glimpsed the torpedo thing. She shouted something I didn't allow myself to hear. I gave her a sad smile and turned to my fate.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN3hEcThwZz
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Something crested from the ocean, popping out onto the sand. It was coming for me quickly, that was sure, but it wasn’t a torpedo. No. Not a torpedo at all. It was a man. That was as much as I could see before he latched onto my wrist and said something that I couldn’t understand. He then yanked me right into the ocean. Right. Into. The. Ocean. There was a cacophony of Flynn's screams, the rush of water over my ears, and the roaring panic of taking my last deep breath of Florida air.912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqFemZu8Wtg
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And I did something no Sidekick or Helper should ever do. Not ever. It was something reserved only for the main character. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA9mFZHdOK6
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I blacked out. Bad form, me. 912Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5mEhlVQ3YB
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HIYA!
Who is this mystery man? What will become of Emily and Flynn? Please tell me tour thoughts!
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