Yes I know "You have not posted! What's wrong with you?!?" It's called Writer's block. It hit me on the head and my ability to write went away for like 4000000000 months (Exaggeration, btw. I wouldn't ditch you guys for 100000000000000 dollars!)
Reef POV
I wandered aimlessly around the staff house hallways, every so often checking the watch on my wrist. 3:00, 3:10, 3:15. God. What was with me and not sleeping tonight? And last night, and the night before that, and before that… Not like I didn't know. It was Fin. Her parents had made her go to a physical therapy clinic all the way in Boston. In a different country for god's sake! Not for ever, just… umm… 3:25. She'd been gone… what was it? Oh- yeah. Two weeks. She called me every time she could. Not like that was often. At least she tried. My mind was growing fuzzy. It was understandable. I hadn't slept for.. 10 days. That sounded right.
I felt to tired to stand. I slumped against the wall, glancing at my watch again. 4:00. Just about now… .
"Woah! Reef! I thought I was the only one up at this hour!"
"Hey, Johnny, do me a favor, bro."
"What, dude?"
"Make me about 7 cups of coffee."
"Sure, bro." Johnny walked down the hallway, towards the kitchen.
The moment he left my sight, I fell asleep, for the first time in 240 hours.
I dreamt of a blonde girl, with long, flowing hair. She was surfing on a wave, catching it perfectly. She saw me, dropped down, and paddled towards me. Why did she look so familiar? When she came close to me I realized who she was. Fin. And she had one arm. She was my Fin, only different. She was more confident, happy, and daring? The dream Fin looked at me.
"If you love Fin, you know what you have to do."
I did. I had to get her on a board again.
And there we go! Now, if anyone can give me ideas where to go from here, I'd appreciate it
May the force be with you.