Lewis' POV

"Leo?" My mouth opened widely. Leo was a good science friend who I met on a holiday to wales a few years ago.

"Lewis! Never expected to see you here." He replied in his Welsh accent. I felt quite offended.

"Why. Don't you think I'm clever enough?" I asked, grinning.

"Not that!" He grinned back.

"You got the same scholarship as I did then." I stated.

"Yes. How are you finding he academy so far?"

"Well I'm missing home but it's great to be here."

"Yeah me too."

"How's your life going then?"

"Same old, same old." Leo grinned. "How about you?"

"Not much new. But I made a few new friends. Non science lovers."

"Wow! I'm shocked! How is your life back home going?"

"Perfect, until I came here. I met a girl."

"Lucky you. What is she like?"

"Perfect. Her name is Cleo Sertori. She has got long, wavy brown hair, and her hazel eyes just shine. Her smile is beautiful. I am so lucky to have her. I am going to marry her someday. She's the love of my life. She has got three best friends by the names on Rikki, Bella and Emma." I finished my long rant about Cleo with a smile, thinking about her beautiful face.

"I met this girl once." Leo said. "We were fourteen. I loved her. I met her on a beach in Ireland. She was amazing, breathtaking. Her name was Bella, Isabella Hartley." He finished.

I breathed in a shocked gasp. Surely he didn't mean the Isabella Hartley? The mermaid?