Sooner than I thought, but that's okay! Here's chapter 3. Reviews are welcome! Reviews are asked for. I'm begging. Please!!
"What are you drawing this time?" Jet asked as he sat down.
"Nothing," Kyle said guiltily.
"Gimme." He reached for the book.
"No." She pulled away from his hand. Jet gave her a look and motioned for the book. After a minute, Kyle gave in. "Fine."
"Kyle, it's been a week. Don't you think it's time you stopped?" he said as he flipped through the sketch book. The most recent pictures were all focused on the merman she had helped. "This is almost beyond obsession."
"You think I haven't tried to stop?" Kyle told him. She took the book back from him and turned back to the sketch she was working on. "I just can't. There's something about him."
"Oh, well then," Jet said sarcastically.
"What? I'm serious. I feel like I've seen him before."
Jet glanced at his watch. "Why don't we talk about it later, okay?
"But you brought it up."
"I know. It's just Dave only gave us a five-minute break from playing and I haven't gotten to the water jugs yet. Oh, and Ms. T is looking for you.
"Ugh."
"Just go. It'll get your mind off of things." He motioned towards her unfinished sketch.
"Fine."
"See you," he said as he stood and walked down the path.
"I'll just finish this first." Kyle mumbled.
The girl had picked up her pencil and began to draw in her book again. Demitri looked around the beach to make sure no one else was around before leaning out from behind the rock.
Just as before, the girl looked up from her book but didn't return to it. Instead, she continued to stare at him. After a moment, she set her book and pencil on the bench and stood up. She hesitated before walking to the water's edge. She sat in the sand, the water barely touching the tips of her toes. Her shoes were almost forgotten by the bench.
Demitri waited a moment before letting the tide carry him towards her. He stopped a few inches from her feet. Her legs were bent up to her chest and her arms were wrapped around them. Now that he was in front of her, he had no idea what to say. Not that he had the chance.
"What do you want? And whatever it is, you better say it fast cause I have to go soon." She said before he could open his mouth.
"Why won't you look at me?" This is crazy, Demitri thought. Why has my mind gone blank?
"I didn't think you'd want me to," she said looking at him with a smile.
"Oh."
"I'm Kyle, by the way," she said. "I know it's odd but…"
"I like it," he interrupted.
"Thanks. Who are you?"
"Demitri."
"Nice."
The odd pair shook hands in greeting. They sat there for a short while, not talking but trying to figure out what to say. Demitri looked over at Kyle and found her playing with the missing ring. It was just big enough to fit on her smallest finger.
"You do have it," he said out loud.
"Hmm?"
"The ring. You have it."
"Oh." She bit her lip before asking," How did you get it anyway?"
"It's kind of a long story."
Kyle looked down at her watch. "And I don't have time. I really have to go."
"Wait," Demitri said when she stood up to leave. "When can I see you again? To tell you."
"Oh. Umm… Next week, same time. No one will be here then."
"Okay." Demitri nodded.
"Okay." Kyle smiled at him before walking towards the path.
Demitri watched her pause by the bench to pick up her book and disappear down the path. Adella's going to have a frenzy when she finds out, he thought to himself as he slid back beneath the waves.