Yo. A story out of the blue. This literally came to me over the weekend. I was at this cabin resort, this past weekend, and this came into my mind while swimming in the resort pool. I have no idea where this is going to end up, but I have a slight idea on where it is going. So that has to count for something, right?

Anyway, this is a serious YOLO moment. This was written in about an hour. I am SURE that is has many, many, MANY mistakes. But I wanted to get the idea out there so it can get out of my head. I do plan on more. So... stay tuned? If you wanna?

Okay. GO!

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"-but daaaaaad. I don't wanna go-"

"Toby, you'll be fine. Tyler will be with you. You go and have fun." The boy's father shoos him away from the very important conversation he was having with his client.

"Mom-mooom, I-"

"Toby, sweetie, go play."

"But mom, Tyler wants me to jump off the diving board, and I don't want to-"

"Go find your sister, honey-" the boys mother turns away from him, "anyway-"

"Saaaarah!" The young boy calls out to look for his sister as he roams the pool to avoid his "friend" Tyler Clay. "Sarah-"

"What's up dude." Sarah jumps towards him and touches his shoulder.

"Omygod! Don't do that!" Toby spazzes and turns with anxious eyes.

"Whoa-" Sarah's arms lift in surprise. "My bad. Didn't mean to scare you-"

"I thought you were gonna push me in." He responds, holding his arms. He deeply inhales a breath a dramatically as possible.

"You know I'd never do that," Sarah reassures him, "I know you have a fear of deep water. I would never do that to you. I just heard you call my name." She says pulling him to a chair to talk things out.

It's the 4th of July weekend. The sun is bright, the pool is chilled, and a crowd of people bake and swim within the private cabin resort for the Clay Oil & Gas Corporation- an industry that collects oil and gas throughout many regions of the world. This is year marks their 10th anniversary, in finding the natural oil and gas throughout the U.S. and they have started branching out to other countries such as Europe and Asia. Each year, they have a large get-together, they rent out the largest resort in the U.S. for their workers and families, and enjoy some fun time in the sun and some grilling. This makes for wonderful connections within the business, and this party is where the biggest deals and back-room decisions take place.

"Thanks, Sarah." Toby says as he runs from her to enjoy the party.

"It is, like, so hot out here. I dunno how these people stand it." Sarah's ears catch a voice. She turns around to see a familiar platinum blonde woman, with sun baked skin, half-assedly remarks as she lays in the sun with her Gucci beach hat. She lowers her Versace sunglasses down, silently judging the help and their appearance as she re-adjusts in her beach chair in her skimpy white bikini that is way too young for her cougar-like age.

"Yeah, like, I am gonna need to re-apply my tanning oil, or I'm gonna, like, burn like a cheeto." Another blonde woman, with tasteful brown roots, replies as she purses her lips and takes a sip of her extremely alcoholic drink through her foot long straw. Her fake nails annoyingly clank the glass as she downs the drink.

"Umm, hello." A third blonde woman, roughly the same age as the others, waves her hand in attitude to get the attention of a busy resort employee with a lifeguard flotation device in his arm. "Another Long Island Tea with an orange twist and a lemon peel," she smiles with her pearly white teeth barely showing through her botoxed lips. She shoves her empty glass in the young man's full hands, "and leave the grapes out. I'm watching my sugars."

"Sorry, but-"

"Sarah, sweetie," One of the three women call out to their mutual, crudely interrupting the struggling employee. Sarah turns to her friends, not really knowing which one called out to her since they all sound the same. "Would you like a drink?" The botoxed woman asks with an extremely fake smile.

The young man tries to remain calm. "Excuse me ma'am-"

"Am I speaking to someone?" She turns to him as if he were her own child. Sarah can see the discomfort in his face. "Sarah, what would you like."

Sarah smiles kindly to the young man that is being forced to stay for their order. "Oh, no I'm fine-"

"Nonsense. You need to loosen up, sweetie pie. You won't get that promotion without a drink of two in your system." She winks in Sarah's vicinity.

The young man continues to try to get away, "Ma'am. I'm on duty-"

"Mmkay. What is your name." The blonde woman turns back to the young man with demanding attention. His jaw tenses up with obvious discomfort and irritation with the fact that he must remain calm.

"Justin."

"What?" The blonde asks burrowing her ear towards his direction.

He deeply inhales. "My name is Justin, ma'am."

"Justin," his name purrs out of her fake and cartoony lips. "I don't like to use this card, but my name is Courtney Clay. My husband is the curator of this lovely and extravagant party that is going on at this very moment, so it would seem that he would also be responsible for your paycheck, much less your job." Courtney's action to stand commands the whole circle, as if she were royalty. "Now, I asked you for a request. And as a staff employee, it is your job to make sure that all of your guests needs are met." She pulls his chin to make his eyes meet hers. "Now you will go in there and get me a Long Island Tea with an orange twist and a lemon peel, holding the grapes, or so help me, I will make sure that your boss will know about how well you meet the needs of your guests here."

There is a long silence between the group of people. The tension is extremely rough, and Courtney decides to break it a little. "Now, Sarah." she turns to her young brunette friend, "what would you like to drink."

Sarah does not want a drink. She does not want to sit next to these women and be affiliated with them. The last thing that she wants to do is follow their example, but she has no choice. Instead of speaking her mind, Sarah silently screams within, and her disposition changes from kind to that of the dirty blonde headed women that she sits next to.

She snarkily responds to the young man named Justin. "I want a gin and tonic, shaken not stirred and I will know the difference." Her eyes stare the poor young man down. "And I want two olives on the outside of the glass."

"Yes, ma'am." the young man huffs as Sarah can see that he struggles to keep his thoughts to himself. Sarah imagines that he silently wonders what the women can do with their drinks. But she has to blow it off. She has to remain cool. There is a lot of work to be done, after all.

Sarah Williams is a young 26 year old woman rising up in the ranks of this large oil company. With an Bachelor's Degree in Business, and a Masters in Environmental Science, she is reaching corporate levels, making all the right connections, and getting everything that she has worked so hard for. This industry is responsible for many jobs and opportunities to raise the worth of much of America, but it is at the cost the Earth and what is happening to the environment. This company, like all others affiliated with oil and gas are praised by some and shunned by others. Clay's Oil & Gas Corporation is the biggest and most demanding of all, requiring the loss of many sacred lands and national parks that had been shut down and bulldozed for all that is valuable underneath its beautiful surface.

Sarah has always loved the Earth, and has hated companies like this. She thought that the best way to change things was from the inside. And she is determined to do so. She is about to have a huge breakthrough and she is using today to get the attention she deserves, not to mention the promotion that she has been trying to get since she started working with this company; CEO of the Western Branch- complete control of their new base in Manchester, England.

She is having a wonderful time watching her family reel the company in. Sarah's self-proclaimed fake friends hit it off with her step-mother Karen to a beautiful degree, her 12 year old brother who is scared to death of water, befriended little Tyler Clay Jr., and her father Robert laughs it up with Mr. Clay, the big boss that hired Robert as their legal representative several years prior when they were nothing more than a tiny company based in the outskirts of New York.

She first heard about this company when her father, a renowned business lawyer, started working with them to find the loopholes that were needed in order to skid past all the protesters and get what they wanted. Sarah and her father had many heated discussions on why what he was doing was morally unacceptable, and he said that their money is what keeps food on the table. This is what convinced her to go to school and fight her way to the top!

Sarah feels good about her chances of succession. She looks out into the crowded pool party on the gated deck of the cabin resort. There are easily over 500 people staying at this weekend getaway, and the pool is crowded. She deeply inhales the smoke-filled air from the charcoal grill. Everything is set into place; everything is going exactly as planned. Nothing can ruin this day for the entrepreneurial Sarah Williams and her desire to save all she can.

*SPLASH*

A large splash is suddenly made on the deep end of the pool. The sound surprises everyone around. There are some speechless gasps as the splash overcomes the entirety of the pool area. Everyone stands to see what goes on and rushes to the deep end of the pool.

"I-is that an animal?!" Someone shouts as they point towards the water.

"What is it?!"

"Did it fall from the sky?!"

"Lifeguard!"

"He's not here-"

"Where is he?!"

"Toby!" Sarah hears Karen shout as she looks in their direction. She is able to catch a glimpse of her little brother run towards the deep end.

"It's a bird! He's gonna die!" Toby shouts before he dives head first into the pool towards the creature at the bottom of the water.

"Oh my God!" Sarah screams as she sprints towards the pool.

"Sarah where are you going?" one of her "friends" asks as she takes off all of her accessories to go in after Toby.

"He can't swim! Toby!" Sarah screams as she plunges into the pool.

Down under the water, it is very blurry. Only shapes and outlines of figures are seen among the bubbles. Sarah scans the bottom of the pool until she finds Toby struggling with the large bird in his hands. He tries to paddle up, but his efforts only exhaust him. She lunges towards him. The water beats against her as her lungs are already screaming for oxygen. She gets to Toby, who is now panicking, and swims her body under them. She positions her legs under Toby's rear and kicks both him and the animal out of the water with all of the force she can muster making her hit the bottom of the pool with a thud. She knocks her own breath out and starts to struggle. Her life flashes before her eyes. Many things are suddenly remembered. Many, many things are remembered. Her eyes start to sting from the chlorine. Her lungs are forced open with the water pushing on her chest. She is about to lose consciousness.

She just about gives up as she is miraculously saved and pulled up to the surface. By whom, she does not know.

She is forcibly pulled up and out of the water and her body slams to the ground in shock. She coughs for dear life. She gasps for breath as she reaches for anything around her to bring her back to the moment. She is dripping in watery regret. She sits on her hands and knees as she continues to cough. It takes her a moment to regain consciousness at everything that just happened. A few of her mutuals surround her asking if she is alright with their respective drinks in hand. As she coughs and desperately gasps in the air around her, her vision blurs as she looks up to see a crowd on the other side of the pool.

It doesn't take long for her to remember that her little brother was just enduring the same trauma as she. The thought of her brother in danger was enough fuel to get her standing and limping to the scene, ignoring the warnings from the staff in charge. She pushes her way through the large crowd, anxious to find her brother, assuming that her parents would also be near. She is barely able to see what everyone is circling around. Everyone's eyes are large and full of shock.

Luckily, Toby is alright. She does not see as much as she would like behind several heads, but his body reacts similarly to hers. He coughs and cries for his parents. Sarah's mind is scattered as the chaotic moment ensues. She manages to stand her ground to catch up to the pandemonium. After fighting her way to get to the front of the crowd, she pauses.

She is finally able to see why everyone is so shocked.

The bird that Toby saved...

There is no bird.

But a man.

A man, lacking in clothing, with wild and unruly platinum blonde hair and a face that Sarah could never forget.

Sarah takes a single step back as her breath is caught within her throat. 'It's... It's him...' She stumbles as her flashbacks return to her in waves. Soon after, she loses consciousness and falls to the ground. Everything goes black.

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Jeezus. You gotta love tropes!

Alrighty then. Another story. I know what you must be asking. When am I ever going to learn?

Does anyone ever learn? XD

This is something to take my mind off of life. Nothing like starting something fresh and new to keep me occupied.