Chapter 37.
"Did you fall into the sea?" Grace looks at me.
"Some thing like that. Do you know what time it is?"
"About 5am. I'm not really tired."
"I guess everyone else has gone to bed."
"Yep, it's just us two."
"What fun." I bite my lip.
"Why do you and Liam hate me?" She asks.
"Hate you? We don't hate you. We just."
"It's so obvious, don't lie."
"Well first off. You started it. I did actually try to be friends when we were younger, and you were the one messing all my stuff up. And you always take my stuff."
"No I don't."
I cross my arms.
"I don't always," she sighs. "But you always make fun of me and call me names."
"You always completely ignore me unless I scream at you."
"Well, maybe if you didn't lose your temper so easily then maybe I wouldn't wind you up."
"So now it's my fault that you're nasty? I don't choose to get annoyed Grace, it's not some button that I can just push."
"But you could tell yourself calm down a little bit." She rolls her eyes
"Well then, I guess that you must never get wound up. Because whenever you get angry you just tell you just tell yourself to calm down a little bit and you go back to making flower crowns."
"Well no, obviously not." She begins,
"Why? Is that not how emotions work or some thing?" I tilt my head. "Look, shall we start over."
"Ok. I'm kind of bored now though." She says. "How about we write a note and we go swimming?" She grins.
"Now? The water will be freezing." I chew my cheek. "Let's do it."
Grace scribbles a brb and I sign it after her. Then we go over to the side if the boat after it stops. "Hold my hand." She giggles.
"Three." I count down. "Two, one. Go."
I take a deep breath and leap. At first I can't feel the cold and then it hits me like a brick in the face. (AN: you know whom I'm talking about ?.)
I have let go of Grace and I kick my way to the surface shivering. She's already there. And she's dry.
"It's quite warm." She floats on her back.
"Yeah. And you're quite dry."
"Must be a Poseidon thing. Want to go deeper?"
"Sure." I inhale deeply and dive down. But I only go three strokes before I need to breath again so I go back to the surface. I don't have a change of clothes and I'm soaking wet. This was a bad idea. I grab hold of the net. Grace still hasn't come up yet. I take off my wet dress and hang it up on the ropes before jumping back in to find her. I take a deeper breath than before and swim.
It's about twenty seconds before I see a green light. Greek fire. I resist the urged to go back up and follow it. We must be in a less shallow area because I hit the floor. I grab a boulder to keep me from floating up. In the glow, I see Grave talking to a boy with black hair and green eyes. Whereas my sister's blue eyes match the sea when it hits the beach, the boys eyes match the sea when you go under. Then he looks at me and his eyes narrow. I'm losing my grip on the rock but before I rise again I hear him shout "how long have you been standing there?" And he throws a gleaming bronze sword where I was a second ago.
My lungs scream for air but I refuse to give in. As soon as I get to the top, I haul myself onto the deck and scramble away so that I'm in the middle. The sun is beginning to rise but I'm freezing so I get my dress and go below deck to wrap myself up in my blanket. I shake beneath it.