Chapter 1: Ocean Spray

"Wake up, Ocean Darling" called Mum.

"Urggg" I groaned as I rolled out of my silk covered bed.

My carpet was made from silk and was purple like a wine. My wall paper was made from perfect leaves from the most Asian gold tree place in Gladreiel. My bed was all gold as well (like not just the bits that you see but like you cut it in half – which you wouldn't because it was really expensive and from the ocean – it would not be empty inside it would be all the way through gold not kind of empty like your head like your head – ha! Geddit Dilbo?).

Wobbling gracefully, I opened the door to my en-suite bathroom. My hands were clenched onto the porcelain sink as I stared at myself in the glistening mirror whilst the shiny gold of the sink glowed against my skin like one massive buttercup. The gold glistened against my eyelash brush that I had to use every morning because my eyelashes got tangled due to how long, dark, curly and thick and noir they were. I took in my morning face: my impeachable bronze skin fell like a perfect snow over my sharp features. My nose was thin and pointed and my face was a perfect oval. My lips were rose pink and naturally pouted – perfectly kissable and luscious. My eyes were ocean blue (hence my name) and seductive – matched with thin, arched eyebrows.

I swam a brush through my long, straight, golden hair that reached my mid-back – it too sparkled against the sink.

I brushed my straight, vanilla ice-cream teeth softly before I jumped into the shower to wash myself. I caught a glimpse of my body against a mirror: I was extremely tall and thin (I am 5'11 and weigh 108 pounds) but my boobs were large and round (cup size E). I had an extreme hour-glass figure due to my waist had a smaller circumference than my head by my hips and boobs being large. I had a shadow of a 2-pack due to my vigorously athletic nature – my body did show my athleticism.

After I was done with my shower, I threw on a random ensemble: A green tank top with a white shrug on top paired with a floaty white skirt and green flats. I then dried my hair then brushed it again, slotting in a black Alice-band.

I trotted down the stairs and into the kitchen – making steps so light my family jumped as I called 'morning!' to them.

My mother served me a plate of pancakes.

"Looking forward for the move, Dear" She chirped as she used her magical staff to pull my chair out for me.

"Where's Dad" I inquired as I grabbed a fork.

"Helping load the moving vans" She explained before going to tape and label up some more boxes.

I sighed. I didn't want to move to the shabby country of Mordor. They were all so strict and uptight there – not at all as free as Rivendell. At least I was still going to live in a city – the capital no less!

"Come on, Dear. You'll be going off the university soon. You won't have to stay for long" Mum soothed.

"But what about my friends? What about Taika, Karam, Damon, Charis, Shi and Isaac and Bob?" I questioned.

"You'll make new friends" Mum replied, becoming irritated.

I ate the rest of my pancakes in silence. They were good.

After breakfast, I quickly packed the rest of my things into boxes. I took one final scan of the room that I had grown up in. The room that I loved.

My family piled into the car and I looked back at our house. It was a large, traditional cottage with 30 rooms. The cobblestoned path that led to the aqua door was a rainbow of brown and grey rocks…

The car pulled away before I got to describe the window shutters.