Disclaimer- I own almost everything in this chapter, except Legolas.
The wind picked up slightly and her hair blew gently around her. She pulled her hair and placed it behind her ear, keeping it from blowing into her face. The salty hair was already messing up her hair but with wind on top of it her hair became frizzy and disgusting. She stared off into the distance ships sailing in against the blood red sun. Her aunt's house was near the bay side in Florida.
"Alex! Dinner!" A tall, graceful woman called from the doorway. She had long blonde hair which was pulled up with a clip to keep it out of her bread dough. She wore an apron covered with flour and some sauce; it kept it all off her nice Sunday dress. This woman was her Aunt Heather. She was unlike Alex because Heather had had many years of ballet making her graceful. Alex was clumsy, and tripped over just about everything.
Aunt Heather was her mother's sister. Her mother was attached to drugs and whiskey so Heather went to court and got guardianship over Alex. Her mother, Julie was off somewhere in Asia with some guy named Hector.
Alex walked in and washed her hands before sitting down at the table. Her cousin sat across from her. Kelly was very pretty and three years younger than Alex. Kelly had her mother's blonde hair and height while she got their grandmother's eyes. Their grandmother was also very beautiful, but Alex didn't get those genes, she was as ugly as crap. She received her mom's stone grey eyes and her grandfather's plain, dark brown hair.
Also at the table was Alex's Uncle Max. Uncle Max was part of a recording studio in Miami; he looked like an ugly Brad Pitt. The same face structure with blond hair and green eyes. He was a man with laughter always in his eyes. He had promised Alex a deal at his studio if she worked harder in school.
Dinner was an informal attire. The family ate some fish Kelly had caught and Aunt Heather had fried up some potatoes. The table was quiet, Alex just pushed her food around, thinking off the fight she had had with her aunt a few days earlier. Alex's last report card for the year came home, and Alex had been out surfing. When Alex came in dripping wet her aunt had been at the table. She asked Alex was she was failing four classes. Alex replied in a depressed tone that it wasn't her fault and that the whole world hated her. The argument continued for some time until finally her aunt had grounded her for a month and sent her to her room. Alex hadn't been out of the house for four days. She wasn't even allowed to go out and swim.
Kelly finally spoke up and started babbling about Legolas: Again. "Kel, can you shut up about him for one frickin' moment!" Alex asked. Kelly looked hurt and Heather came quickly to her defense.
"Alex! She may talk about him if she would like!" Aunt Heather replied sharply.
"Oh, take her side like you always do!" Alex yelled at her Aunt.
She turned to Kelly, "And guess what? Legolas doesn't exist, Okay? So get your damned head out off the clouds!" Alex shouted angrily.
Heather stood up and pointed to the stairs were Alex's room was located. But Alex was already walking up and she turned, "Where the hell do you think I'm going?" Alex asked, rolling her eyes.
"Alex! Watch the language!" Max had finally spoken up.
The family was greeted with a door slamming, shaking Heather's best china.
Alex ran into her room as hot, angry tears rolled down her cheeks. Alex pulled her remote out and pushed 'play'. "Breakaway" by Kelly Clarkson came on.
Alex's room was simple; she had white walls covered with posters of people like Kelly Clarkson, Vanessa Carlton and Rob Thomas. There were some movie posters of Pirates of the Caribbean, Star Wars, and Harry Potter. Alex never got around to painting her room but the walls were covered in splatter paint of red, purple, and blue. Alex had huge stereo and a large collection of cd's. A white door led to the bathroom which Alex shared with her cousin. Kelly's room was decorated in the theme of Legolas, to Alex's annoyance.
Both of the girl's rooms had large windows that looked over the ocean. Alex's dog jumped onto the bed with her.
Dusk came, followed by the shadows of night. Alex felt the need to go swimming; It always helped her when she was feeling down. She pulled on her bathing suit and she climbed out the window. The last sight she saw before jumping to the ground was her clock reading 1:00.
Alex ran into the ocean, swimming out, hoping not to be seen by her aunt's eyes from her window on the first floor. Alex sighted happily as the cool water immersed her. Ever since she was a little girl she had lived with her Aunt, and ever since she was little, she had always lived by the sea. The sea was her only friend, besides her dog Sam. She had learned to swim in this ocean and had learned to surf here too. Alex was so engrossed in her freedom she didn't see a fin rising from the black depths of the bay...
A/N—I just got a beta-reader and so I'll be updating new stuff and redone stuff at the same time. I am so sorry for this problem and please thank Rachael. So thanks!