Alright, so you all can call me the worst writer in the world, simply because I don't update. Well, I'm trying to be better! I promise!
So this is something that I promised you all a long time ago!
The Sea? We're in Minnesota. The closest thing we have is the Great Lakes. But, sure enough, Kevin's dirt bike paused at the water's edge. The say was hot, Kevin wasn't going home soon so he figured he'd take a dip.
Kevin had no idea why he was so comfortable with stepping into the water. He sat in the shallows, basking, before swimming further. Sitting there reminded him of her, for whatever reason. Her mysterious disappearance, how different everything was without her. Mysterious like the water he paddled around in. He looked at the shore, his bike, his jeans, sweatshirt seemed so far away. The tide was going out taking Kevin with it.
As much as he tried, he couldn't paddle out of the water. It was as if it was alive and taking him somewhere.
"How could I be so trusting?" Kevin shouted at the shore. "What was I thinking?" He drifted bitterly. A smile adorned his lips, and he laid back on the water, bobbing along. "I'm dreaming." The sun felt good as he bobbed along. He was trying to figure out the meaning of it.
Of course, there were lots of explanations. Maybe his inner-self wanted out of Chickentown. Or maybe it was a vision, of where the girl had disappeared to. It took a while for him to realize the sun was moving East across the sky. He straightened himself in the water. No, he thought, this isn't anything special. Another part of the dream.
"Ouy!" A voice behind him shouted. He thrashed in a violent circle. A small ship drifted few feet away. "What are ya doin' boy?" You'll get yerself killed!"
"Killed?" Kevin asked confused, "I'm dreaming."
"Boy, I don't know what you're thinking." The man pulled him into the boat. It reeked of old fish as Kevin sat on the deck.
"Where are ya headed?" A young woman asked. He turned around, and she blushed. Kevin was only in his shorts and realized how he must have looked.
"Nowhere, the water-"
"No, m'boy, you always have somewhere to go with Mama Izabella on your side."
"Mama Izabella?" Kevin asked, standing. He lent over the railing.
"Don't you go jumping in that there water again." The man said putting a hand on Kevin's shoulder. The shore that he had dreamt away was out of sight.
"Where are we going now?" The girl asked.
"We are sill going to Yabba Dim Day." Her father replied, slightly perturbed. "If you wanna see Piper that badly, tell him he needs to come see you."
"Dad that's not fair!" The girl had long blonde hair and dressed simply, a tee-shirt and cut off jeans. She wasn't any older than Kevin. "You made him come last time. Why can't we go to him for once?"
"Because I don't like him." Kevin felt very awkward sitting during this conversation between father and daughter. He didn't continue to listen. He stared at the horizon. No matter how long they traveled, the sun never seemed to move. A large head rose out of the distance.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" The girl folded her arms leaning on the railing.
"What is it?" Kevin asked turning his green eyes to her.
"Yabba Dim Day." She answered as if it was plain as day. "It's the Hour of Eight in the Morning."
"What's where you're going isn't it?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah. I'm HayLyn by the way."
"Kevin," He replied. "Who's Piper?"
"A dear, dear friend." Her voice was dreamy, rather far away.
"Where is he?" Kevin asked.
"He's on a boat in the Midnight Hours."
"Midnight hours?"
"There are twenty-five hours. Each an island. Legend says it's like the hours in a day in the Hereafter."
Kevin was utterly confused. "The Hereafter?"
"I don't know how to describe it, Kevin. It's a place opposite that of the Abarat. It's were humans live, that's what they call themselves."
"I'm human," Kevin replied, "What's the-"
"You're human?" HayLyn asked, her voice filled with curiosity and fear.
"Yes, well, does that mean I'm from the Hereafter?" HayLyn nodded.
"What does that mean?"
"It means you aren't of that Abarat."
"Which is?"
"Here." Kevin nodded, slightly understanding.
"Boy, do you know how to land?" The captain barked. Kevin was caught off guard and jumped. HayLyn nodded. "Your gunna find your way into the mouth ova sea creature if your makin' moves on ma daughter!"
"No sir, I don't know how to land. No sir, I'm not hitting on your daughter!"
"Hitting? You hit girls?" HayLyn asked.
"Uh, flirting?" Kevin rephrased. HayLyn shook her head. "Nevermind. I don't physically hit girls, it's an expression." HayLyn shrugged her shoulders and turned to help her father land.
Kevin watched all the quick moving fisherman pull there goods onto wagons. Someone came from behind him and threw him into the water. The water was freezing and horrifying with all the boats coming near him.
"I won't have a boy from the Hereafter near my daughter! Get and don't come back!" The captain was shouting over the railing. He could see HayLyn's blonde hair whipping in the wind.
He swam quickly and as carefully as possible to the shore. He sat dripping wet, the wind was cold as it blew. A newspaper blew across his lap. He looked at the photo on the front page. His heart began to quick every other beat as it moved quickly in his chest. The headline read 'CORONATION RUMORED TO LEAD TO PURPOSAL!'
There was the blue and brown eyed girl he'd been looking for.
