A/N: Hi everyone! I'm LonelyAngel1011. This is my first fanfiction and I hope I did a good job. Tell me in the reviews if I messed up on something, I joined a week ago to write and keep track of stories. (I had 7 in my inbox yesterday =_=) Enjoy reading my story.

I was lying on my bed, checking my recent texts from my best friend Kaito, who was having a good time at the biggest party of the year at home. Of course, I wished I was there, but the beach was so fascinating.

Its sea creatures who traveled the vast areas of the ocean, the coral plants that spread across the sea floor, the beautiful shells scattered among the sand and most of all, the sound of the waves crashing on the beach.

I loved that sound; it would lull me to sleep every night (thanks to the app on my Iphone). But this time, the actual sound was right outside the front door, relaxing me, soothing me of all the problems that I have.

I am spending my summer at the beach house, with my family, that we own on the coast of Japan, taking a break from swim team back at home (Michael Phelps is my idol and I'm going win a bunch of Olympic medals just like him once I make it to the trials). ANYWAY...

I finished checking my texts while you listened to me talking about the beach and stuff, by the way.

Growl.

My stomach was rumbling for some "before bed snack". I have the best idea what it's asking for.

I make my way down the stairs, dash into the kitchen like a ninja, and grab the biggest banana (A/N: Now you can guess who is telling the story) I can find in the fruit bowl. I take the banana and go down the stairs and into the hammock near the outside shower. Then, I cuddle up (Seriously? I sound like a girl. My friends call me "Shota" because of my girlish looks and behavior; it's terrible nickname.) with my favorite book, Eragon, by Christopher Paolini. (A/N: It's a really good book series, I highly recommend it).

I'm reading the best part of the book and I hear a series of high pitched noises.

I get up (And bookmark my of course!) from my cozy spot on the hammock below the house and head up the wooden stairs to investigate the mysterious noises.

It's pretty outside, full moon and the calm ocean that sparkles in the night.

I notice something different. There's a speck of yellow on the ocean line. I can see it; it's something on the beach, or rather, someone.

I silently creep down the dune path to the sand. I get a closer look and it's a girl.

She is beautiful. Her luscious yellow hair catches the glimmer of the moon. Her shining cerulean pools (Now she sounds like she's my long-lost win or something) focusing on the small wooden figure of a violin (A/N: Guess who. ;D).

So that's what was making the noise. The wooden instruments sings a melody that sounds so calming, (A/N: If you want to know what the song is, It's called "a moon filled sky" from ef: a tale of memories) I was about to fall asleep.

I stumbled in the process of almost falling asleep on the sand, making a thumping noise as my fist punched into the sand to keep myself squatting.

Crap.

She heard me.

She whipped her golden locks around to see the maker of the noise, after finishing her melody. Her blue eyes stare at me with worry. Our eyes lock for a matter of seconds and she breaks the contact. She sprints down the beach for her house; looks at me one more time, and disappears through the sliding doors.

Who was she? Guess I'll find out tomorrow when I go for a walk.

~End Chapter 1~

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my story. I got inspiration from Me playing my violin on the beach last week (I broke my D string yesterday. T-T). I had fun. We catch ghost crabs(white crabs that come out at night), make sand castles and cover them in glow-in-the-dark sand, eat the Hammock Shop's fudge, and ride the curl every year. The beach house he's talking about is Seapost, on Pawley's Island, SC. Here's a outside picture: sites/default/files/274%20Sea%20Post%2C%20best% . I'll be sure to get inside photos next year. Wow, I talk a lot. Anyway, I would appreciate some reviews if you want more. It would make me happy.