Making Waves 5
I just stared, It was all could do besides laugh. I walked out of the laughing crowd and found Kyoya sitting on the nearby Miami beach. I sat next to him and said, "So….sorry about the fish."
He didn't reply but instead looked around. I did the same, since I'm kinda' paranoid. He finally spoke and said, "Have you ever tried to talk to fish?"
I don't know what my face looked like, but I'm sure I said, "Are you crazy?"
"No," he replied, "it's just…I can talk to them and they can talk to me."
"Oh," I said, "that's…cool."
"Right," he echoed softly, "I'm sorry."
He began to rise, but I pulled him back down.
"You're cool," I said, "cooler than me. I like you for that."
"Really?" Yo-Yo said, "wow. That's kinda' what I.."
I got lost in his green eyes. Just, and I mean just before, we kissed, a massive wave crashed over us. When the water pulled away, there was a large crab, looking ticked off. He was billboard size and really, really ugly. He screeched and headed for us.
Confused, I screamed and ran. He came after me, of course. Always me. But before he could grab me, Yo-Yo yelled in rage. Suddenly, a wave swept over the carb. When the water retreated, there was nothing left but a large, empty shell. Yo-Yo ran to me, a worried look on his face.
My knees were shaking and my breathing was heavy. He held me strong as I cried. I never cry, but I was too emotionly shaken up to care. I told you I'm weird. When I'd calmed down, he looked at my eyeliner streaked face and asked me if I was okay.
"I…" But I interrupted myself when I kissed him.
When we pulled away, Yo-Yo grinned at me. I put my head to his chest and wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Yes," I said, "I am now."