My client was some grown adult.
I sighed.
I knew that if this guy wasn't going to swim to shore, I was going to have to do CPR.
At least he was pretty handsome. His hair was a red, green eye, but he had two tattoos on the side of each cheek.
People do some crazy things these days.
As I swam back I noticed two things. (1) This guy was heavy (2) The marks on his face weren't tattoos. I kind of laughed when I found out he was born that way. Imagine - -on second thought, don't imagine that! I checked his pulse, not breathing.
I sucked in all my guts, and breath.
…One, two, three, breath…one, two, three.breath.One, two - -cough, cough
"Excuse me, my bad, my bad." He exhaled.His head shook, with it his hair.
I wonder, how he got his hair so damn spiky; it looked like it was about to stab someone if you touched it. I touched it.
I was really curious, and Im sure you would have touched the spikes too. It was so fascinating. I hadn't seen anything that spiky since Sora's hair –with gel.
"Hey cough I understand you saved me but - -"he stopped in the middle of his sentence. He sprung up from under me (c.p.r remember), causing me to fall a little backwards.
"Are you? No way…I can't believe…nooo…Namine?" he asked tilting his head to the side.
"Ahem, yeah that's my name". I stood up. He did to, and turned out to be a quite taller.
"Hmmm, I wonder…" he circled me while scratching his head. "Look, dude, your welcome, and all but I have to go- -" he stopped, and grabbed me wrist. "No wait, I gotta ask you something."
"What?" I said coldly mean, would you stick around if some guy - you just gave c.p.r to- just randomly called your name? No, no you wouldn't, would you! "I need to know, have you seen me before?"
As I stared into his eyes, I saw flames. I stared harder, and something hit like a sack of bricks.
Rain.Fights.Pictures.Yelling.Fire.Lightining.Laughing.Drawings.Men in black cloaks. A hand reaching out to me. A key?
I held my head, and winced. I shook my head.
"Whoa, chick, calm down. Don't kill yourself, you don't have to answer it." He bent down, and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"No, no Im fine, I just have some water in my head." A lie, true but he bought it.
"Hmm…well from now on I owe you big time." I stared at him like he was crazy. "I-"
"The name is Axel, A-x-e-l, got it memorized?" He said. "Uh…yeah…sure. Uh, just wondering…how the hell were you drowning?" I stood up.
He stared into the ocean for a while, and then finally gathered his words. "See…I was…why do I have to explain myself to you?" He asked.
I gave him a funny look. "Never mind, at least I saved you before you freaking died…from drowning." I tried to hold back a laugh. Obviously this guy didn't know what the heck he was doing out there.
" How am I going to repay you?" he paced. "Dude, don't. Just do us all a favor, and take some swimming lessons." I stated.
He chuckled. He looked at his coat lying lazily on a bench near the shores, while I dried off my clothes somewhat.
I looked up, and in the distance I saw a boy, on top of the cliff "Mourn-away" (don't ask). I titled my head, visibly enough for him to see.
I could tell he wasn't staring at my face though, I was wet remember. "Well maybe I could just-" Axel turned to me and saw what I was blushing furiously about. He recognized the boy(he wouldn't say anything about him though), and sighed. He took the coat and draped it over my shoulders. He muttered, " Here…you might…er…get…cold…ahem."
I turned my head to Axel "Uh…thanks?" I said. I was a bit confused.
I had just met some guy, and he practically gives me his jacket?
"Don't worry about the jacket. I'll…get it back." He smiled, then turned his heel and left.
Weird much?
I returned home around 4:30 ish .I left school around 3:00,so that stupid walk took long.
I kept replaying what was going on back down at the coast. I tried to find another explanation besides the fact that was high, or dreaming.
Neither was logical.
I still had the coat, and I was still damp...Feh,leave it alone,Namine...
I decided to go to bed really early, but still. I was deprived of my happiness.
