Smack. Smack. Smack.

Her legs flame with the strain to keep running, her sneaker clad feet slap at the pavement as if to beat it into submission.

Her breathing is fast, elevated from her intense running.

She doesn't know where she is going; she just needed to get away for a while. Take a break and calm her irritation.

She comes to a stop by the pier, slowing her breathing as she bends over; hands on her knees. Blonde hair falls into her eyes.

A splash catches her awareness and she snaps her head up, to her immense surprise she sees the water ripple as a black clothed girl jumps from the bridge.

"That can't be good," she says to her self as she jogs to the end of the pier.

The girl struggles, then stops.

"What the hell?"

Gulping in a lung full of air she dives into the water, it's cold, icy from the chill of winter.

Her hands scoop at the water, her legs kick ruthlessly all of her attention is focused on getting to the fallen girl.

"So much for a peaceful morning," she mutters coming to a halt and doggy paddling to keep afloat.

A dark shadow lurks beneath the surface a few meters down. She guesses it's the girl.

"Here goes nothing,"

With a deep breath the youth propels her body under the waters surface, she would have gasped from the bitter sting of cold had she not been holding her breath.

Her hands enclose around the passed out girl's waist, encircling her in a tight embrace.

Tugging and thrashing her legs hard the blonde gradually moves towards the light that blurs with the rippling of the water.

She cuts past the surface with a struggle for breath, the girl in her arms is lifeless, and water trickles from her dark hair, running down her forehead in trails.

"Let's get you out of this water,"

The feat of swimming with the unconscious teen is tiring, but finally she grasps the end of the pier with her free hand, the wood is warm under her fingers. She clutches the rescued girl in the crock her arm, the strain weighing her down.

"Come on," she hisses through clenched teeth, her fingers slip on the wet surface and she cusses under her breath grabbing it again, determined to get both of them out of the water.

She groans with the effort of hauling a dead weight onto the pier, it's not something she makes a habit of doing everyday.

The blonde collapses to the ground huffing large quantities of air into her tired body, lying next to the dark haired girl.

"I need to work out more," she huffs as her calf muscle cramps painfully.

Her heart hammers in her chest, beating against her ribs with a fierce punch in time with her rapid breathing.

Smack. Smack. Smack.