101 Ways to Ruin a Mermaid's Life

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Story 17: Emma (Song(s) Odd Man Out-Mitchel Musso)

Odd Man Out (Emma/Bella's POV, I'll tell you which)

Emma's POV:

The summer sun was high in the sky as I walked out of the hotel and on to the beach in the one town I was sure there was no way of getting lost, because I had been there before, because I had lived there before, because I was home.

Walking along the white sand, it was starting to feel as if I had never left, as if the year I was gone was just some sort of dream and today I was waking up for the last summer before senor year. But I knew better. Senor year was over, and I had missed it. (Well the being in classes part, not the learning and finishing school part) Somehow, I wished it wasn't, that time had just gone backwards and I would get to spend the last year of school over with my two best friends.

Then I saw them, looking away. They didn't see me. They were looking to someone else. They were looking towards her. And that's when I realized, time had gone on, a year had passed, and I was history.

Bella's POV:

"Hey guys," I called as I raced through the soft white sand to meet up with Cleo and Rikki.

"Ready?" Rikki asked me in a voice that made me feel as unready as I could ever be. But all I did was smile and say, "Bring it."

We all started slowly towards a part of the beach no one saw. When we were out of view of anyone who might have been on the beach we dropped our bags and started into the waves and deep underwater.

Emma's POV:

I watched as she followed them into the water. She followed them into the water! What, was I getting replaced because I wasn't here for a year? It most definitely felt that way.

Now did I follow? Well if you're reading this, then you must know me and my next move. I'm a good girl, a goody-two-shoes. Oh, who am I kidding? Everyone knows a goody-two-shoes is just a girl who does bad things and doesn't get caught. So, did I follow them? Of course, I did. I just waited a good enough time to make sure I was far enough behind them that they wouldn't see me.

The following was the easy part. The not getting seen, well, that a different story altogether. I mean, have any of you tried hiding in a place with no hiding spots bigger than your arm. Well if you babysit, maybe you have. The only difference is, I'm not trying to have a six-year-old find me in a way too easy spot. I'm actually trying to hide. Sometimes I wish I were Cleo under here. With her dark hair and completion, Rikki and I could never find her when she was in the shadows. But I wasn't lucky like that, with skin way too pale and hair that matched the blonds in magazines, I stuck out big time. Well it's no wonder then how that girl spotted me.

Bella's POV:

She was graceful and smooth. She was fast and agile, even underwater. But most of all, she was new. With blond hair and skin so pale it looked like she just came from Antarctica, she wasn't hard to spot in the shadowy sea, not like Cleo anyway.

Ok, so I was a bit new to these waters too. And my two guides had left already. But I was sure I had never seen her before. And by the looks of things, she had never seen me either.

So I was wrong before, she wasn't new, because she found the moon pool effortlessly, but I still had never seen her before. Still, in a way, she looked a familiar, like I had seen her before, but never close enough or long enough to remember. And I'm guessing she was wondering the same things I was.

Well I stopped guessing when she asked, "How do you know Cleo and Rikki?"

Emma's POV:

There were a million questions going through my head as I entered the moon pool, which by the way looked a little different then I remembered. But That girl seem to know it would look that way, for she was not surprised. Maybe it was her fault.

"I met them at the opening of Rikki's Café," She started. "Who are you, anyway?"

"Emma," I answered quick ready to get to the next question but was cut off again by her saying, "I'm Bella."

It was like she could read my mind, because she kept going as fast as she could. "Are you new? Visiting? Coming back? How did you know where this place is? is this where you became a mermaid? How do you know Cleo and Rikki? Do you know…"

"Stop!" I finally yelled, and she was quite the next second.

Bella's POV:

Ok, she was loud, annoyed, and most likely wishing I had given her time to answer the questions I was asking. So when she yelled, "Stop," I shut-up quickly.

"Ok, to start, I'm not new," Emma started slower. "I am coming back. This is the place I became a mermaid, with Cleo and Rikki. And I'm guessing you were going to ask do I know Lewis or Zane and the answer is yes. You?"

I was speechless. Not only did she know Cleo and Rikki, she turned with them, and they never even mentioned her. And that's when it hit me. I had seen her in a picture in Cleo's room. She was standing with Cleo and Rikki, and they looked like best friends. And right now I was starting to wonder why I had never asked about it or her before.

Emma's POV:

Bella, I said the name a couple of times in my head. She was friends with Cleo and Rikki, the two people I had made a promise not to keep anything from. Of course I kept the promise and they didn't even try. It was heart breaking to see that I could be replaced so quick.

She was nice. She seemed caring. And, as far as I know, she knew just about everything, and maybe more, than I did. So I ran it through my head one more time. I was being replaced. I leave for one year, and my friends replace me.

I was trying to hold in tears while she explained how she met Cleo and Rikki, and how she became a mermaid, a story Cleo and Rikki most likely had already heard. I was glad she didn't catch my unhappiness before she left, and I was hoping she won't tell Cleo or Rikki. For some reason, I didn't want them to know I was here. Because if they didn't know I was here, then they wouldn't look for me when I was gone.